Carly's p.o.v after leaving the Yellow Jack inn
'Is there something wrong, officer?' Johnny says after the police officer approaches the driver's side. 'License and Vehicle Registration, sir. We have a report of a stolen van that matches this description.' The officer says. I try to avoid eye contact with him but he sees me anyway.
'You ok, little miss? There's glass in your hair.' He says before i look at him. 'I..i didn't realize that, officer.' I say, brushing the shards of glass out of my hair.
Oh, we're in trouble!
That Ivory punk probably called the cops after we left the bar! 'Everything's in order, Mr. Klebitz. Sorry about this but you can't be too careful nowadays.' The officer says, handing the License and Registration papers back to Johnny.
'It's ok, officer.' Johnny says, gently rubbing my arm to calm me down. 'You might want to have your friend checked out by a doctor. She looks a little pale. Drive safely now.' The officer says before he walks back to his car, gets in and drives off.
'That was too close. I thought that we were going to get hauled into the police station.' I say as Johnny starts the van again. 'That wasn't a traffic stop or the local police harassing me. Ivory's trying to have me arrested.' Johnny says before pulling back onto the freeway...right as another van crashes into us, knocking us out.
Switch to Johnny's p.o.v
'Damn! Carly, you ok?!' I say after regaining consciousness. 'Yeah. Probably just some drunken idiot.' Carly says, unbuckling her seatbelt and tries to open the door. 'Damn it! It's jammed!' She says before I unbuckle my seatbelt and kick the windshield until it breaks, grab her and climb out of the van, getting a few feet away before it explodes.
'Just who the hell did we piss off? Who is this guy?' Carly says as i look her over, the only injury being a very deep cut on her left side. 'Someone that i wish i never met.' I say, picking her up off of the ground.
At the Thorpe farm in Grapeseed
'Where the hell did she come from, Johnny?' Colin says as i put Carly on a nearby couch.
'I can't explain right now, Colin. Can you find a med kit, please?' I say, grabbing a washcloth and press it on Carly's left side, just right above the waistband of her shorts.
She grinds her teeth together, refusing to cry out in pain. 'You know what you're doing, right?' Carly says as Colin returns with a med kit and Terry following behind him. ' I've seen some bad injuries but not this bad, baby girl.' I say, pressing some peroxide soaked gauze to the injured area.
She grabs onto the pillow underneath her but still refuses to cry out in pain, clamping her mouth shut and holding her breath. 'Carly, if you don't breathe, you could go into shock! You need to breathe!' I say before she screams, Terry grabbing her arms and Colin grabbing her legs, holding her down when she tries to get up and run.
She starts breathing normally as i finish patching her up.
Ivory's going to be a dead man when i find him!
'Good girl. You're going to be ok.' Terry says, brushing his hand against her hair to comfort her. It's bad enough that i pissed Smith off, now i have an innocent girl's blood on my hands!
Terry's p.o.v(later that evening)
' Is the kid ok?' Colin says. 'She passed out an hour ago. Johnny's keeping an eye on her.' I say as i throw Carly's blood stained clothes in the washer with enough laundry soap and shut it, turning the machine on.
Thankfully, the nurse that Clay's been hanging out with stitched Carly up and brought some antibiotics and painkillers with her.
She's a tough kid but that was too close of a call.