SoTotallyLittleWood – 367 Project

Day 11.

'You're my sunshine.'

Welcome to day 11, this is more like a drabble so please don't expect this to be long – I want to stick to my timetable.

Martyn and Toby had gotten into a car crash on the way to an airport, they were about to go on holiday but not now. They had driven into a car with a drunk driver in it. The driver was drunk, and had just come out from a party – the driver was yet to be named. Martyn was okay, but Toby wasn't. Toby is slowly breathing, and he can't hear him talk. "Toby, I'm going to call the ambulance okay?" Martyn said, "Try and not to move as much, we don't want you to hurt." He also added in. He got up off the grass, they were on the side of the road – a lot of people had gotten out of their car to see if they were okay, it looked like the driver – who was the drunk driver was asleep in his car, expected he was probably knocked out – and yes he was. He ran over to the car again, which was probably a bad idea. But he didn't have to call an ambulance, as one had just arrived looked like someone had called them. "Who here is Martyn Littlewood?!" The ambulance driver shouted, Martyn waved his hands and ran over to the man.
"I'm here! But, I'm fine… it's my boyfriend – Toby. He's passed out, his breathing was slow I don't want him to leave me, please save him!" Martyn said, and he dragged the ambulances man's arm over to Toby – he knew it was wrong… but he just wanted to save Toby.

They were finally over to where Toby was, still lying down – trying to keep his eyes open and not talking what so ever. "Hello? Can I ask your name?" the man asked. Toby coughed a few times, before saying "T-Toby Cottrell." He said breathing and panting hard. Martyn dropped down on his knees, holding Toby's hand, "Toby its Martyn. I'm here for you." He said gripping his hand, tight but not too tight. The ambulance man spoke through his microphone saying "He won't be able to stand, will have to bring carrier over." Then a bunch of people brang the carrier over, and put Toby on it.

I climbed into the ambulance as did Toby, I held his hand and another person started pumping blood into him, "Mr. Littlewood?" He asked.
"Yes?" Martyn asked."
"You'll be lucky if Mr. Cottrell survives any longer…" he said. I started tearing up,
"Why…?" Martyn asked.
"Because he's not in good condition."
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"Martyn?" Toby suddenly awoke, I looked down at him.
"Y-yes, Toby?" Martyn replied with, what Martyn didn't expect is for Toby to start singing…
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are grey

You never know, dear, how much I love you…" Toby couldn't finish, he closed his eyes.
"Martyn, I love you." his last words before he closed his eyes.
"TOBY NO! DOCTOR DO SOMETHING!" Martyn screamed.
"The monitor has gone, I'm sorry…"

The funeral was hosted a few months later.

END.

I am sorry.