I blink, trying to focus on the road, but my eyes are blurry from tears I don’t remember shedding. Rubbing them only makes it worse, and my throat feels like I swallowed knives.
Panicking, my heart beats even faster, and my breathing becomes rapid.
I focus on where I think the road is, but the bright headlights left my eyes seeing spots.
I feel the tires sway beneath me, losing traction, and I turn the wheel in what I think is the opposite direction to try and regain control. But it doesn’t work.
The car starts to fishtail and slide to the left and right as I desperately turn the steering wheel, not even knowing in what direction.
I start to spin out, and when I think I’m hitting the breaks, I hit the accelerator, sending me flying off the road and into a snow embankment.
Chapter 22
My heavy eyes open to nothing.
My head beats a steady rhythm, throbbing painfully. I reach up and touch it, sucking in a sharp intake of air.
What happened?
I look at my hand and see that it’s covered in blood.
Why am I bleeding?
Where am I?
My eyes are too heavy to stay open, and I don’t know where I am.
∞∞∞
I’m so cold.
Why is it so cold?
I can’t move my body, it’s too numb. I can’t feel anything but the bitter cold seeping into my bones.
Where am I?
My head is pounding, and everything is fuzzy, until the darkness drags me back under.
∞∞∞
Flashing blue lights penetrate the black behind my eyelids, and I try and lift them. But they’re too heavy. I have no strength.
I hear faint voices yelling as streaks of white light dance in front of me.
It’s so pretty. I wish I could see them better.
The voices start to get louder and closer. It almost sounds like they’re calling out my name, but I don’t know why they would.
I start to slip back under the black fog holding me down, but then a bright light shines in my face.
No, no, I’m not ready. I don’t want to die. Please, I’m not ready.
Ryan.
I want to see Ryan again.
I need him.