DISCLAIMER: You have no idea how much I wished I own this.
Sorry it took me so long to put up Chapter two. I've been working really hard on "The bat attacks Pam." Guess it wasn't such a good idea to have two stories at the same time, huh? Lol. Here you go!
Pam awoke. She had a splitting headache and felt some blood trickling down from a wound on her the side of her head. She grazed the wound with her fingertips. It wasn't that bad. At least I can move. She thought, as she rubbed the back of her sore neck.
Pam swiftly did a diagnostic check on herself to make sure that was true.
Legs, check. Feet, check. Arms and hands, check. Her car was right side up too.
Pam then immediately directed her attention to the other car to see it upside down.
"Oh my God!" Pam almost shrieked.
Pam quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and jumped out of her car. She ran up to the other car and kneeled down to get a good look at the driver.
A boy. He looked about Pam's age and was unconscious. He laid on the shattered sheet of the broken windshield, now on the upside down roof of the car. The window was rolled up so Pam ran around to the other side, where it wasn't and got down on her hands and knees. She began to crawl through the shattered glass, it cutting her exposed knees and hands. Pam gently lifted the boy's head and even though, due to the darkness, she couldn't really see him, she could feel the blood on it his head. Tears started to pour down Pam's face as she tried to find a position in which she could pull him out.
Pam had never been through a traumatizing… anything before, and the fact that she had hurt someone in the process was killing her. She felt so guilty that she couldn't help but utter, "I'm so sorry" over and over again.
Pam took a deep breath as she started to gently pull the boy out of the wreckage.
He was tall. And Pam was sure she'd pulled a muscle in her arm dragging him out.
Pam was finally able to get a look at his face. She thought he was cute and actually kinda sweet looking, but she immediately shook that thought out of her head as she reminded herself that she had seriously hurt him. He had blood emanating from cuts on his face and even had some in his shaggy caramel colored hair.
Pam swiftly put her ear to his chest and was able to hear a heart beat. She smiled slightly. "You're alive. Oh, thank God." She looked down at his face, cupping it with her hands. "Don't worry. I'm gonna call an ambulance, okay? You're gonna be okay." Pam jolted up and ran over to her car to get her cell phone. She ran back over to the boy and kneeled back down next to him, as she dialed 911. "Hello. I need an ambulance at…" she looked at the street sign "237 North hyde crest. There's been a car accident. One's badly injured, unconscious. I'd take him myself, but i don't think i should move him any further. Please hurry!" Pam hung up and quickly brought her attention back to the boy. She gently ran her hands through his hair, trying to hold it together, but was still unable to fight back the tears of guilt she was feeling. She pressed her forehead up against his, whispering, "I am so, so sorry."
He then slightly moved his head, causing Pam to jerk hers up. He mumbled something that Pam couldn't hear.
"What? What'd you say?" He fell silent again and Pam started to freak out a bit. "Damn it. What's your name? Do you know?" still nothing. Pam started to search his pockets for his driver's license. "I'm not gonna steal anything, I promise." Pam attempted to reassure him, as she pulled out his wallet and opened it to find his license. "James... Halpert." Pam looked down at James. "James, you're gonna be alright."
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