:o I finally updated. I know everyone that DID care has probably given up on me.. But ya know. I didn't think anyone did care. But I decided I couldn't just leave it like that.. So here ya go.

"Destiny!" Blake screamed and ran to her body. Gabe was right behind him and the man behind the wheel jumped out of the car and ran to her body, too.

"Oh my god. I didn't see her." He was freaking out. He was only in his mid twenty's.

"Someone call 911!" Blake continued screaming. The man pulled out his phone and made the call himself. He stepped away while he was talking.

"Please be okay." Blake allowed a tear to fall down his face. Gabe was right beside him, tears forming in his eyes too.

"This is our fault." Gabe looked down, ashamed.

"She was just trying to get us to stop arguing." Blake sighed. The guy hung up the phone and walked back to Blake, Gabe, and Destiny. Her legs were under the car and her face was bleeding and pale. "I'll be right back." Blake jumped up, noticing the open gate. He ran into the driveway to look for another car. The garage was open and only Destiny's car was in it. He sighed, aggrivated and turned back, running to the street where the accident occured.

"No one else is home." He told Gabe. He noticed her cell phone hanging slightly out of her pocket and grabbed it carefully. Luckily it wasn't broken. He searched through her phone book and located her dad's number. He pressed call and held the phone to his hear.

"Hello?" Her father's voice spoke.

"Hey. Uhm. This is Blake." He tried to make his voice calm, but there was still panic. "Destiny was just hit by a car. I thought you might want to know before the hospital called you. An ambulance is on their way."

"Oh my god. Is she okay?" Her father asked, panicked.

"I'm not sure. But I don't think so." He was crying.

"Alright. Thanks for calling. I'd imagine I'll see you at the hospital?"

"Yeah."

"Okay." They hung up just as the ambulance was pulled up, a police car right behind it. The medics put her on a stretcher and put her into the ambulance right away and a police man walked over to talk.

"Are you the driver of the car?" The officer looked at the man, he was shaking.

"Yeah."

"Name?" The officer asked.

"Brandon Robinson."

"Did you two see the accident?" He looked at Blake and Gabe. They nodded.

"Alright. I only need one of you right now. If one of you want, you can ride with the girl in the ambulance. Gabe abd Blake turned to each other. How would they decide.

"I'll stay. You go." Gabe looked away.

"Are you sure?" Blake asked, shocked.

"Yeah. Call me when you hear something if I'm not there yet. I'll be there as soon as I can and I'll let our parents know where you are." Blake nodded, appreciating the kind gesture and ran to the ambulance.

She already had an IV in her arm and a breathing mask over her face. The medics were moving around her and Blake couldn't tell what was going on. At the hospital, they pulled her out quickly and Blake jumped out, follwing quickly. One of the medics turned to him.

"Stay here. Someone will come tell you what's going on soon." He turned back and continued pushing Destiny away. He sighed and sat down on a chair in the waiting room. He realized he still had her cell. Her background picture was cute. It was one of her on her dads shoulders in their back yard. They were both smiling.

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"Name?" The officer asked Gabe.

"Gabe Johnson." He replied.

"Age?"

"Sixteen."

"Can you tell me what happened, sir?"

"The three of us were arguing. Destiny, Blake, and I. She was upset and backing away from us and into the street. Brandon came speeding around the corner and hit her before any of us could do anything." Gabe explained.

"Alright. I'm going to go talk to him. Can you stay right here?" Gabe nodded and sat on the curb. Brandon was sitting about fifty feet away.

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"Are you with Destiny Simmons?" A doctor walked towards Blake, questioning him.

"Yes." He stood up.

"Are you family?"

"No."

"Has her family been contacted?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Well I can tell you, we think she's going to be fine. She has a broken leg, a sprained wrist, and a minor concussion, but we think she'll be okay. It could have been much worse. She's lucky." He explained. Blake felt a huge sense of relief and smiled as the doctor turned away.

"Blake?" Destiny's dad was walking towards him moments later, Blake was already sitting back down.

"Yeah?" He looked towards him.

"Have you heard anything?"

"Yeah. The doctor was just here. They think she'll be okay. She broke her leg and hurt her wrist. And she has a minor concussion, but they said she's lucky it wasn't worse." Blake explained.

"Thank God." Her father sat down beside Blake.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Simmons." Blake sighed after a few moments of silence.

"For what?" He asked. "And you can call me Johnny."

"We were all arguing. My brother and I, and Destiny. She was upset and thats why she was in the street. She was backing away from us. And then that car came out of no where-"

"It's not your fault. What's important is that she's going to be okay." He actually put an arm around Blake. Just then, his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"How is she?" Gabe asked.

"They said she should be okay. Get down here and I'll explain the rest. I'm going to need a ride home later anyway." Blake explained.

"I'm still busy with the police. I'll get down there as soon as I can, but it might be a while."

"How am I supposed to get home, then, Gabe? I'm not waiting here all day, especially if they release her soon."

"I'll drive you." Johnny interrupted.

"Are you sure? I don't want to impose." Blake asked, covering the reciever on his cell.

"It's fine." He replied with a gentle smile.

"Okay, Gabe. I'll be home later. Her dad offered to take me home. I'll see you later. Bye." He hung up, not waiting for a response. The doctor was walking towards them again, this time talking to Johnny.

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"You can go home now." The officer spoke to Gabe and turned to leave. Gabe stood up, ready to go home, but caught a glimpse of something shiny in the road. He moved towards it, stopping in front of the car where Destiny's body had once layed, almost lifeless. He bent down, picking up the long silver chain with the letter B on the end. He tucked it in his pocket and headed home to get his car. He knew Blake would want it back soon.

...............

"Are you the father of Destiny Simmons?" The doctor asked. Johnny nodded.

"She just went into a coma. We're unable to determine the cause at this moment, but we're doing our best." He looked at them sadly and walked away. Blake and Johnny sat there in disbelief. Blake had been told she was fine. A little bit longer, and she would be. She had to be.