There was a strange brief period of calm as I stared at the truck, I was seconds away from fatal injury or death and all I could do was stare. Somewhere in my head I registered how stupid that was, but I knew I could do nothing to stop it. Dimly I heard the tires screech and I saw for a second, as everything moved in slow motion, the man's frightened face as his truck became unstoppable.

Then everything happened at once.

Pain exploded in my side upon impact, and shards of broken glass flew at my face.

Like butter the door fell in on itself, and with my arm caught up in the metal, it crumpled, I heard my bone snap as my head smashed against the dashboard. Stars broke across my vision and in my daze of pain I realised I had just crashed ironically into the stop sign I had missed.

As the car crashed into the sign, the roof collapsed on top of me, smashed into by the truck; and the bonnet seemed to be made of paper as the impact left it a crater of smoking metal. My body was twisted painfully and splinters of metal jabbed into my back. The car fell heavily with a crash onto its side and my leg became ensnared in the ruins, so as my body fell one way, my leg stayed still. Nothing prepared me for the gut wrenching tearing of my back ripping, and my leg splintering in to pieces.

The car made a pathetic sort of groan as it tipped back upright, leaving the sign bent almost to the floor, and sending a wave of pain so strong that I almost blacked out across my body. My head lolled to the side and I lay there, unmoving, blood filled my mouth and covered my arm.

I was going to die. I was sure I was going to die.

Black danced across my vision, and I prayed to god to let it claim me. Anything to save me from this hell of utter agony…

Blood dripped from my nose as I struggled to breathe. Pain twisted my ribs and my breaths came in rasps; it terrified me. I knew I was going to die.

I lay there for what seemed like forever, focusing all my energy breathing, trying to block out the pain from my arm, leg, back, ribs, head, from everywhere, so it didn't consume me and break my already broken mind.

Tears made funnels down my cheeks and I prayed to be rescued.

To be rescued or die.

I might never see Beth again. Beth will never remember me. Puck… I breathed in sharply. Puck would never get to know how… how I felt.

My body shook with sobs that multiplied the pain. It became my whole existence, breathing and pain... and regrets.

Everything was red now, covered by my blood. My seat belt cut into my neck and my stomach, the only thing it did in the crash was choke me. I spit a mouth full of blood down my chin and close my eyes, my pain heightening to levels I never thought possible.

I screamed for mercy as my heart beat rang in my ears, blood drowning me, I was going to die. I was panicking now, because, I was dying.

I felt blood pool on my head and matt strands of my blonde hair together. It dripped down my faces and into my eyes, I lifted my only uninjured arm, and slowly, antagonizing-ly wiped blood, my blood out of my eyes.

The pain was dulling somewhat I realized Slowly my arm stopped throbbing and my head began to sink back against my shoulder. I sighed in relief, saying goodbye to the world around me. I was ashamed I had given up so easily. But I was so tired. Maybe now I could finally sleep.

Sleep… that sounded nice… I murmured to myself, yes… it's finally time to sleep.

I sank back into a pillow of sharpness that had strangely became as warm and nice as my bed at home.

I was dimly aware of sirens blaring when I faded in to darkness.

Voices woke me. Wait. Not voices…. My face scrunched up puzzled, Ow that hurt…

I opened my eyes slightly and a small chink of light blinded me. I closed them immediately. Where was I? Ow… I groaned. Why does everything hurt? Everything really, really hurts…

It had been the dull, sickening sound of metal cutting metal, a horrible screeching grinding that had woken me. I lay my head back against the shell of my car and closed my eyes. My head running a thousand miles as I panicked, and swore and wondered what the hell just happened. A wave of nausea and pain washed over me, and my head pounded with my heart beat. I groaned feebly, it was best not to move at all.

If I ignored all the pain I was in, which was a lot, it seemed like I could be having a hangover, a major hangover… I thought. If not for the agony stabbing at me and the blood covering my body, it could have all been a dream.

I became dimly aware of voices. They sounded far away and they accompanied the god- awful grinding in keeping me awake. I had no idea what was happening or what they were saying, but it seemed reassuring.

Slowly the car door fell away and my arm was jolted horrendously out of its metal prison. Pain shot up my arm, stabbing me like a hot wire, I clenched my jaw but a whimper escaped my teeth.

'' – Its okay, we're getting you out of there, you'll be fine. We'll get you to hospital… - ''

I slowly tried to open my eyes, they felt as if they weighed a million tonnes, but I managed it and sluggishly a blurred face appeared in my vision.

'' - It's going to be alright young lady; we are cutting you out of your car as we speak. The ambulance has arrived and you will be cared for shortly, stay calm. Don't panic, you'll be okay… Shhhh, everything is going to be alright…. - ''

I could do nothing to respond but whimper, pain threatening once again to send me to oblivion. I tried to stay as still as I can, while trying not to panic.

That feat in itself was impossible.

What happened? Is the wedding still on? Where's Puck? When can I see him? I want him… I can't do this. I can't do this alone... I am so afraid…. Why is this happening?

Oh god, I groaned, why is there so much pain…. Please let it stop, I prayed, please… I can't hold on much longer….

A new less gruff face came into my line of sight and I realized that I could see him completely, my vision had improved and the dull grinding had stopped and my car door and a bit of the roof had been cut away. I wondered somewhere if I had blacked out for a bit. I wanted to cry out in relief, I was free, I was being rescued….

He held a needle in front of my face; but in my haze I had no understanding.

He spoke gently with soothing slow words, '' Hello, I am a doctor, you were in a serious car accident and you are very lucky to be alive – '' He took a deep breath, taking in my small and broken frame, my arm was curled up against my chest and my legs – I couldn't feel my legs.

The doctor was saying something but I was sinking into an irreversible panic and I couldn't hear him. Holy crap, I cannot feel my legs.

I cannot feel my legs.

I took deep painful panicked breaths, my eyes widening in fear as I looked down.

My leg was bent at a horrific angle. Shards of metal had gauged long jagged cuts down it and – and – my bone was sticking out of my calf.

I wanted to throw up. I should be able to feel that! How can I not feel that? Its-Its…

As I shifted slightly in my seat hot searing white pain jarred across my back.

Then I froze.

My back…

I felt really sick now, and dizzy. But the doctor's words cut across my terror. I barely registered them. I was to shell shocked. To shell shocked and broken.

'' We have to get you to hospital soon, you are losing far too much blood, we will put you in the Ambulance … -''

Using every ounce of strength I possessed I coughed out of my broken mouth, '' I – I- '' I chocked, '' I can't, I can't! ''

- '' Breathe, it'll be okay! Don't worry, I will ride in the ambulance with you … just breathe…. –''

I cut across him with alarm, spluttering out barely recognizable words, '' I can't feel my legs! ''

I saw panic flirt across his face and his eyes filled with fear and concern for me.

His hand held my shoulder gently '' I need you to breath for me? Can you do that? Take deep even breaths. You see this? –'' He held up his hand, '' this is pain killer, we need to maneuverer you to the ambulance, it is also a sedative so you will be knocked out. Do you understand? ''

I nodded to my new god, feeling blood drip like tears down my cheeks.

'' F-Fix, can y-you Fix me? ''

I felt a small, so small, prick of pain in my shoulder and as the needle sank deep in to my arm. I only just caught his reply, and I saw a sudden deep sadness in his eyes, he hesitated for too long but spoke anyway;

'' I hope so. ''

I felt heaviness take over me and I faded away.

Down,

Down,

Down,

Into my subconscious

In to dreams

Or nightmares

Hello! This is the updated version of chapter 2, cus the first one sucked. Please review! Today is Christmas eve in new Zealand! Woop! Come on guys?! Its Christmas!

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