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THE MISSING PIECE IN THEIR HEARTS

--CHAPTER EIGHT--

All of a sudden, Jude heard knocking on her window. She glanced over to see the dark outline of a man, the lack of light making it hard to see clearly. She rolled down the window a little ways to hear what the man was saying.

"Do you realize how much this is going to cost to get this repaired! Thousands of dollars! But you don't care, do you? This was probably some stunt you pulled to have more friends! Do you realize you could have killed both of us!" He demanded. She quickly realized this was the man from the car that hit her. She slowly became aware she could not breathe normally and decided not to apologize and instead ask for help.

"Just…" She doubled over in her seat, not able to talk. "ambulance." She whispered out, not able to make herself talk any louder. She felt like she had a rock sitting in her stomach where it had hit the middle console. The man nodded, his anger still apparent on his face. She watched him limp back to his car and reach in to get his cell phone. She realized she was not the only one hurt, even if only the front of his car was the only part damaged- rather than the entire side of the car like hers.

She was surprised that the angry man was willing to help her, even if she had caused the accident. It was only a minute- two at most- after the accident, and she was shocked she was still alive. She couldn't see the condition of her legs, but she knew it was bad. It had to be bad. It couldn't be and better than her arms, at least. The weight of her dashboard was holding them pinned to the seat- she had to have bruises, at least. Maybe even cuts and scrapes.

I might not make it. She thought when she pulled her hand away from her stomach and looked at it. Blood. She shut her eyes tightly, her breathing ragged and the level of blood in her body rapidly decreasing. Is there a place on my body that isn't covered with cuts and bruises and blood? She thought bitterly as she waited to hear a siren coming from some direction. Any direction.

She let her head fall back against the seat, her hands still clutching her bleeding stomach. This was not the way I wanted to die. She thought as everything went black.

Soooo behind on my fics- sorry. I am having a lot of trouble writing the next chapter- Grr. Which means there might not be an update for a little while. ( This also applies to my fic Lost Love if any of you are reading it. )