Blossom leans against Brick's chest, they had decided to stop and sit under a tree in the park, it's pretty late in the evening so it's kind of cold, and there aren't many people.
She shivers when a sudden gust of wind rushes past them quickly, Brick notices of course and pulls of his red and black leather jacket, placing it over her arms.
She looks up in surprise and smiles at him. This is the single most sweet thing anyone has ever done for her, that she can remember at least.
she smiles and leans back against his chest, taking in every molecule of this moment so she can remember it for the rest of her life.
Interrupting the couple in their peaceful bliss, a loud thunder clap comes loudly from all around them, followed almost immediately by pouring rain.
Brick laughs and grabs Blossom's hand. "Let me walk you home, show me where you live." He says smiling.
Blossom shakes her head "N-no, Brick, I'm fine." She then shrugs off his jacket and hands it to him, running off before he can reply to her abrupt refusal.
Brick stares after her, mouth agape from her response. Why would she turn him down like that after she told him that she liked him back. . .It doesn't make sense. . .
Blossom runs to a corner where she sees, surprisingly, both of her sisters. "What are you guys doing here?" She says over the rain.
Bubbles looks at her. "Boomer and me went on a date, but I didn't want him to come back to the house in-case mom and dad were fighting again."
Buttercup nods when Blossom looks at her. "Yea, uh, same here, but with Butch instead of Boomer. . ."
Blossom nods. "Yea, well, it's the same with me and Brick. . .You guys wanna run home before we get absolutely soaked?" She says, half smiling.
They both nod and all three girls start running across the street, not noticing the oncoming car quickly approaching them.
The girls hear the beep of a car horn, and turn around just in time to see the headlights hitting them, knocking them all onto the ground.
The driver of the car, not wanting to get into trouble with the law, doesn't stop to check the girls, he just drives away, barely worried about them, even though he knew the girls, he went to school with them too. But he can't afford anymore trouble from the law, he's already had enough of that.
Blossom lays on the ground, blood pouring from her head as she turns it painfully to look at her sisters. She sees her phone laying beside her head, knocked from her pocket by the force of the car. It's raining, and there's no telling when and if another car might come by on the same road.
She reaches forward and grabs the phone, her whole arm painfully begging her to just give up and close her eyes, the pain spreading quietly throughout her whole body. She presses the re-dial button, knowing that if would dial the last person who ad called her, Brick.
He answers and she takes a while to get her voice together, but she eventually builds up the strength to speak weakly into the phone.
"B-brick" Her voice comes hoarsely. "I-there was a car. . " She takes a couple of weak breaths. "It hit. . My sisters and me. . .we're lying in the road past the corner where I ran. . .c-could y-" she gives up, her voice now refusing to come out.
Blossom breaths shakily and closes her eyes, listening to the worried voice coming through her phone.
"BLOSSOM! BLOSSOM! ANSWER ME! I'M ON MY WAY! DON'T WORRY! I'M COMING! DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES!"
But it was too late. Her eyes were already closed, her breathing getting slower, her sisters beside her in similar positions.
Brick runs around the corner. no no no no no no no the word repeats through his head, he can't let her die. A car accident. She wasn't even driving.
Last year, Bricks mother had died, and it was in a car crash, the difference is that she had been driving, but the two accidents are so similar.
WHY! he thinks still running, now spotting her motionless body. WHY CAN'T I JUST LOVE SOMEONE WITH OUT THEM BEING TAKEN FROM ME!?
His mother dead, his father never home, and now Blossom is barely breathing. He panics, and pulls out his phone, frantically the way calling his brother, then after explaining the situation quickly, he dials 911. The ambulance and his brother get there shortly to find him cradling Blossom's head on his lap, rubbing her hair with tears running down her face.
His brothers each ran to their girls, the same thoughts racing through their minds that had ran through Bricks earlier.
For a moment all three of the boys share a similar thought. Please, please be okay. . . I love you. . .
(A/N so? Yes? No? good? bad? I really liked writing this chapter, I tried to make it kind of emotional without being super sad. . . I haven't updated in a while so I owed you guys this chapter. review, byeas! :D)