Afterwards
1. Conner's P.O.V. – My Fault in the First Place...
I kick the ball to my teammate, Chris. He kicks it over my head and into the street.
"I've got it!" I hear the little songbird call.
I turn around to see the car speeding to Kira as she picks up the ball. I can't do anything, but stare at what is happening before me. The car hit Kira, sending her up in the air and falling; head first, on the ground, as the car drove faster away from the scene they made. Trent and Ethan run from the stands and to Kira's motionless body.
"Someone get help!" Trent yells, holding Kira's petite body close to him.
I still can't move at the shock of Kira getting hit by a car.
"Dr. O!" Ethan calls. "Someone!" Dr. O comes out, along with Miss Kwan, Miss Hilliard, and Dr. C. They see Trent and Kira and call an ambulance. I jump in my Mercedes (sp?) with Trent, Miss Kwan, Miss Hilliard, and Ethan. Dr. O and Dr. C went with Kira in the ambulance.
"This is all my fault!" I mutter as Miss Kwan hugs me.
"It wasn't your fault!" Miss Kwan says, trying soothe me.
"First Adam, then Rocky, Aish', and Kim, after that Justin, now Kira!" I hear Miss Hilliard say through tears that consume her face. I look up at them all. Dr. O is holding Miss Hilliard, Hayley and Dr. C were comforting Ethan and Trent, and then I look Miss Kwan in the eyes. She shows sincerity, rage, love, comfort, but most of all sadness. I hug her back.
"Miss Kwan, I wanna see Kira," I sob into her embrace.
"I know, Conner. She'll be recovering soon," she says and I barely hear her pray, "Hopefully." I can't take this anymore. I break down in tears. "Oh, Conner!"