What happened? I'm still alive. My face hurts. I touch my upper lip, and my hand comes away with blood. The airbags didn't go off. Did I hit my face on the steering wheel? Why is there glass?
I look to my right to-
Sylvie!
Where is she? Did she get out?
And then I see her.
On the other side of the low median we hit, sprawled across the wet asphalt.
She's crumpled, surely broken.
I am... okay. I can move.
Get to Sylvie. Tell her to lie still.
Make the call.
Get Sylvie to the hospital.
Go home to Autumn.
With a plan in place, I climb out of the-
And that's when I see it.
The torn, black power line, lurking in the puddles of rainwater and identically coloured concrete. Waiting. Waiting patiently for its prey to come along and put his hand to the wet ground-
"Stay"
My head throbs violently from the crash.
"Stay in the car. Stay in this moment."
This time, I do.
I climb back into the wrecked sports car, phone in hand. Rain pours violently through the gaping windscreen onto the empty passenger seat. I dial 9-1-1 on my cracked phone screen and raise my shaking hands to my ear.
"9-1-1, what is your emergency?"
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If He Hadn't Listened To Me - If He Had Been With Me by Laura Nowlin
FanfictionIMPORTANT, PLEASE READ!!! DISCLAIMER! All rights to Laura Nowlin, the author of If He Had Been With Me. I do not claim the characters as my own, this is just a FAN REWRITE OF THE ENDING. This is a mix of her original story mixed with my own ideas. I...
