I was beginning to feel like I was looking for a needle in a hay stack. Where could Marissa possibly be? Was she okay? We had been circling the city for over and hour and still no site of her.
Summer was hysterical. In all the years I've known her (given I haven't really known her), I've never seen her this…. full of emotion.
"Coop! Coop! Marissa, where are you?!" It was hard to understand her. Her voice was muffled and she was sobbing.
I looked over at Ryan. All though he was playing it cool on the outside, I knew this was tearing him apart in the inside.
We walked passed an ally when something caught my eye.
"Look-" , I no longer felt the need to finish my sentence. Ryan was already dashing over to the laying figure.
Sure enough, it was Marissa. She appeared to be unconscious.
Ryan hovered over her for a moment before picking her up.
Suddenly, I felt a warm body grab a hold of me. I looked down, startled, while Summer was barring her face to my chest. Her whole body was shaking and I pulled her closer to me and wrapped my arms around her.
I never thought it would be possible, but Summer needed me. Her best friend has been unconscious for god knows how long, and had just been found in an ally in a foreign country. That must be rough.
While stroking Summer's silky hair, I looked over to where Ryan was standing. He appeared to be in a daze, just standing in the middle of the road with Marissa in his arms. His eyes were blank; I don't know if he has fully realized the situation.
"Summer," I whispered her name gentely to get her attention.
She stopped crying so I continued.
"I think we should go over there."
She mutely nodded but grabbed my hand. I don't know if she felt it, or if she did, this was definitely not the time to acknowledge the sparks.
Ryan stared up at me, "She's unconscious."
I reached over and put my palm to her forehead. It was cold and slightly clammy.
"We need to find a hospital, fast," I stated.