Warnings: Cursing is all.
"There has to be a first aid kit. Buses always have one somewhere. Let me go look around for it," Dave got up slowly, putting a hand on his knee to support himself. He was all right, just badly bruised and cut. Dave searched for the first aid kit and then looked into a cabinet next to the driver's seat, and was relieved to have found it.
"How many really need bandages, like wrapping bandages?"
Melina, Mickie and Rey raised their hands up high.
"John needs some too," Phil pointed out.
Dave helped putting the bandages on each of them, first cleaning off the blood with a bottled water he hadn't opened.
Beth got up on her feet and said, "We have to move away from the road, set up a place where we can all heal and rest. That's the main thing we have to do right now, we can't do anything about the bus."
"What do we do with the driver's body?" Melina asked.
"Let's cover him up with something and lay him next to the road, that's all I can think of to do, really," Dave answered.
Everyone gathered up whatever energy they had left to bring their bags by the road, in the woods. They laid down blankets and such, and as they did, Batista grabbed the driver, dragged him to the side of the road and covered him with a blanket.
Beth and Phil were able to help Cena lay down since he was still unconscious. Then they all settled down around each other and kept quiet.
Mickie checked her cell phone and got no bars. Beth tried and it was the same for her and the rest of them. Phil had the clever idea of starting a fire, and after a few tries was able to.
It was getting late, and the time was hitting two. All of a sudden Cena's eyelids began to flicker and his left hand came off the floor. His eyes opened and they widened, he cringed and shouted out, "Holy shit!"
The group gasped and turned to him.
"What the hell? Where the hell are we? Oh shit, my head is killing me!" He shouted as he slowly sat up in his spot. He touched his head but then realized the bandage.
"Relax John, please. Lay back down. You are in no condition to be sitting up or anything. You had a concussion and you were out for a good half hour," Mickie said as she placed two hands on his shoulders and pushed him down.
"But what happened?" He asked.
"The driver lost control and the bus fell over to the side…" Oscar said.
"And the driver?" Cena shifted his eyes left to right.
"Dead," Kelly answered the question. She was still trembling a bit. Her knees were to her chest and she was cradling herself.
"Go back to bed, John," Mickie looked at him and he nodded and rested back.
Phil ran his hands through his hair and lowered his head to think. He couldn't think. He could only feel. Feel the pain that went through his body and arms. He sighed and raised his head again to see everyone around him. He saw his friend Kelly and it made him terribly sad to see her like this. He hadn't seen her so afraid and it shook him to the core. He went over to sit by her and placed his arms around her, trying to comfort her the best he could. He whispered in her ear, "don't worry I'm here, calm down."
Oscar sat by Melina, who was staring at the ground, and he said quietly, "estas bien?"
"No, siento mal," Melina began to cry.
"Puro dolor?"
She nodded and wiped her tears with her shirt.
"Pienso que no mas es por el impacto del calle cuando calli," She laid down.
Beth sat glaring into the fire that still was going strong. Dave too was looking at it, and thinking. He then turned to her and asked, "Where's your other half?"
"Oh that Santino. He wanted to go by carpool and don't call him my other half, please. He's a funny guy, don't get me wrong but this is just a storyline. Don't you forget that, Dave."
"I know but seeing you two is just hilarious. That guy really knows how to make people laugh. I'm surprised he doesn't have his own show or face on lunchboxes in stores. I'd buy one." Dave said managing to smile and Beth gave one as well.
Mickie James looked down at Cena. He wasn't asleep or anything, but he was still laying down. She thought maybe he was looking up at the stars and she too looked up to see them. They were beautiful, bright and for a second she felt no pain but the feeling returned when he heard his voice.
"I always liked seeing them at night when you couldn't really find the moon. That was the best time to see them, you know," Cena's voice was low.
"I think they're just amazing. Somewhat mysterious in a way because, you don't know what's really out there."
"Exactly, but they are just a bunch of what? Gas and particles, right?"
"True, yet they have a impact on people who look at them."
"Right about that, Mickie."
She looked down at him and saw that he was smiling at her.
"How are you feeling by the way?"
"Head still hurts like hell and my body feels a tad numb but everything heals in time. I'm glad I didn't forget anything, which would really suck. I couldn't handle forgetting so many people who matter and everything that does. Forgetting you would be hell too."
Mickie wiped away what she thought was a tear and said, "I'm damn happy you didn't suffer amnesia because I don't know how I'd be if you didn't remember my name."
With the time sweeping away, they all fell back into a deep slumber once again. And with that, the fire too started to fade out and in the morning, the sun shined bright for them.
This time it was Phil who woke up. He sat up and rubbed his eyes from the sleep. He yawned and saw that everyone was happily sleeping.
But there was something.
A feeling. Phil got the sudden feeling of being watched. He squinted his eyes in thought and looked around but couldn't figure out why he would feel this way. He didn't see anyone. Just when he thought it was nothing, the sound of twigs being crushed was heard behind him. He quickly looked back and saw something move behind a tree. He looked forward, and the sounds were there again, but he looked back one final time and saw absolutely nothing. He shook his head and placed his palm on his forehead. Maybe the hit from the crash made him not right, and this was all in his head. Or maybe there had been someone out there watching him…
Endnotes: Just to let everyone know, there won't be no pairing what so ever in this story. I'm sorry if it seemed that way to you, but I was only letting the characters bond. If I were to do pairing in a horror story, it would have to be one sick and dirty story! So once again, I'm sorry but still keep reading and reviewing, please. Thank you.
