Red Truck Romance

Chapter 5: In that car?

Hi readers.  So this is the fIFTH chapter.  It isn't that important of a chapter but you get to know the two characters a little better. Please VOTE COMMENT AND SHARE!!! I want to know if its any good.  Please let me know what you think so that I know its worth continuing.  Let me know even if you know me personally.

I froze as it continued towards me.  If you haven’t figured it out yet it was a red truck.  In other words I was standing in the middle of my school parking lot with my biggest fear hurdling towards me and I began to have a panic attack.  I tried to run or move out of the middle of the street but my legs were no longer working.  I tried to scream or simply breathe but it seemed as though I had forgotten how.  The next thing I knew I was face to face with my fear.  This one was one of the trucks that have big wheels making it taller and I was pretty short so the nose of the truck was at my eye level.  It started to honk but I was still immobile.

 

“What the hell are you doing?” it shouted towards me.

 

I just continued to stare as if that would make it fake.  As the panic attack got worse I could feel my heart beating in my skull and every sound around me mix into one before it all went black.  I didn’t know how long I was out this time (yes it has happened before. And no I do not need to see a doctor or therapist) but as soon as I started to slowly regain consciousness I was in someone’s arms bridal style.  I could feel a fiery sensation in my legs that made me want to scream but I was still too groggy.  The owner of the arms I was in most likely grunted and I could feel him walking.

 

“Are you okay?  Are you awake?  Sammy please open your eyes.  Sammy come on you’re okay just force them open you can do it.”  The voice said in a soothing tone.  I started forcing my eyes to flutter open.  Instead of looking at the person holding me my head tilted to the side and saw the truck that rushed towards me.  I then looked down to my leg that was still in horrific pain.  I saw the bone sticking out awkwardly and tried to hide my sobbing face from the person who was still carrying me.

 

“You froze in the middle of the parking lot when my truck was coming towards you.  I honked and yelled at you but you still wouldn’t move.  I got out of my truck and started to come over to you but before I got to you, you fainted.  It looked like you were trying to catch yourself with your leg but instead you fell explaining the broken leg.  Also explaining why I am carrying you.  Now I’m going to put you in my truck and I’ll take you to the hospital.  Just don’t freak out Sam,” he explained to me looking into my eyes.

 

While he was talking I finally looked at him.  I noticed one thing the deep blue eyes.  My favorite thing about anyone is eyes mainly because I love my eyes.  I’m not being self-centered I just really like my eyes I think it is the best look that I have.  Anyway back to him.  He had a concerned look on his face and dirty-blond floppy-like hair.  Then my mind figured out he told me I have a broken leg.

 

“Wait no no no! I don’t have a broken leg! I have never broken any bones! Never ever! It can’t happen! You must be joking! No! You are lying.” I panicked.

 

“Shhh Sam, calm down it’s okay.  I am just going to take you to the doctors to make sure you are okay and didn’t hit your head to bad when you fell.  Your leg is uh fine.”  He said pulling me closer while I was still in his arms.  Although I could kind of tell he was lying to me it made me feel better and I agreed.