Very short chapter, but my first real cliffhanger! I'm so proud!
Enjoy!
It was a seven hour drive from Dan's home to Cameron's one in Princeton, and determined to get there early, Dan had gotten up long before strictly necessary. But it didn't matter; he had been awake even before his alarm clock was supposed to wake him. He never truly slept anymore, according to his stepsister, it was a side effect of stress, and she had prescribed him something for it. He never took it. He didn't like the idea of being drugged and completely unaware. What if something happened, and he didn't wake up?
He was starting to wish he had though; the months of sleepless nights were taking their tool. It had been OK when he'd been staying with Ally. They would stay up late, talking, laughing, watching films, and he'd drift of into a peaceful sleep easily. But lying in his own bed, thoughts plagued him; he couldn't help but dwell on his past, terrors haunting him, stopping him from moving forward. The insomnia had started with his divorce and gotten slowly worse. He was scared to shut his eyes at night.
Now things had taken a turn for the worst, and he needed to speak to Alison, he needed her help.
But he was oh, so tired. He was only a few miles from the hospital where she worked. He'd be able to sleep there. But his eyes were flickering shut. He knew he should pull over, but what good would come of it? He'd just have to call Alison to come and pick him up. No, he'd keep going until he reached the hospital. He was having a hard time concentrating, his eyelids felt heavy, He didn't know how long he'd been asleep for, but he was awoken by the loud horn of a truck, just before it slammed into his car. Then he was asleep again.