Chapter 2

Anthony fumbled for the phone as Anna lunged for it. She had this new desire to answer the phone. Anthony grabbed it from her and said, "hello?"
"Anthony…It's Yana…Rae….blood….help." Yana was on the other line. Her voice seemed far away, drifting.
"Yana? What? What's wrong?" he said frantically.
"Rae…dead?…help…accident…"
Oh my god. He thought, Rae's hurt. And from the sound of it, Yana was pretty hurt too.
"What happened? Where are you?"
"You've got to help…only number I remember…accident…car crash…blood…Rae…help us…"
I'm not getting anything from her! He thought angrily.
"WHERE ARE YOU?" he yelled into the phone. Anna looked up at him strangely. He waved his hand and she went into the other room.
"From the mall…not the highway…back way to the mall…no houses…tree…car crash…Rae dead?…blood…help us, Anthony…" Ok, so now he knew somewhat where they were. There was a back way to the mall, the one some people took to avoid the highway. But there was a long stretch with no houses, only trees. Not many people knew about that shortcut.
"Are you on Rae's cell phone?" he asked as calmly as he could.
"Yes…Rae hurt…I'm hurt…"
"Okay, you call 911. Okay? Do you hear me? 9-1-1. They will help you. I'll be right there."
"Okay…hurry. Rae hurt."
"I'll be right there, I'm going to hang up now and you will do what?"
"Call 9-2-2."
"No! 9-1-1!"
"Okay."
"Say it, call 9-1-1."
"9-1…." And the phone went dead. Crap. Anthony thought. Should he call the paramedics for them? No, I don't know where exactly they are. I'll find them first.
"Zach! I'm going! You're gonna have to play babysitter for a few hours!" He called up the stairs.
"No way! I've already done that 5 times this week!" Zach whined.
"Too bad," Anthony said flatly, and went out the door. Zach wouldn't go anywhere anyway.
He got into the car and started to drive. I hope I can get to them in time. Yana had said Rae might be dead. He didn't know if he could deal with that. After all they'd been through, and that kiss-he didn't think he could go on if she wasn't alive. His heart would be ripped out of his body. He thought about her, her sky blue eyes, soft red hair, that voice that made his whole world right, how could he go on without that? It was like, before Rae he had just lived because he had to, he had to be there for his brothers and sisters. He was fine like that, but not happy. But then he met Rae, and it all made sense. He had a purpose. He woke up in the morning and actually wanted to go on.
"Rae…" he whispered, trying to imagine what life would be like if he never saw her again. She was everything. She taught him to read, not feel like a bluebird. She got him into frickin Sanderson for crying out loud.
"Oh my god," he was coming to the little clump of trees, and already he could see the badly damaged bug.