Hard to Explain

        It's been one of the longest nights of my life, and it's been pure hell. I don't know how I'm going to tell the doctors, my parents, and everybody in town how this happened or how everthing was so extreme. I try to stop thinking about it, but I just keep thinking of all the details, how is my mom going to take this news? Or should I even tell the police what really happened? I must that man has to be put behind bars. He is horrible peson I hate him with every living part of my body. He took my best friend, my only friend and almost killed the love of my life. I need to stop saying that it's not true I'm just a dumb teenager who thinks she's in love but she really isn't it's just a state of mind. I don't love him! Plus if I did he would be in love with a perfect girl not me I'm not perfect at all I have so many imperfections, I just need to stop thinking.  

        "Luke are you okay?"

"Yep I'm fine stop worrying about me."

"I cant I want you to stay alive okay you probly should be in passing out or something because your loosing a lot of blood. Why arn't you passing out?" 

"Because I'm strong you know that."

"Well yeah but what does being strong have to do with you not passing out?"

"Stop it, I'm fine you just keep your eyes on the road."

"Okay I will try I guess."

      Somethings wrong how is he still awake by the look of it he has lost about 3 oz. of blood and that's a lot, well enough to make you pass out. Weston was still asleep I need his help I need somehting to keep me awake and not worrying. I tap him on the sholder. Nothing I reach over and toch his leg.

        "Weston?"
"Yeah?" He says waking up.

"I need your help."

"What?"
"I need you to keep me awake and to help me stop worrying."

"Okay, so how you been?"
"I'm extremly tired."
"Me too, what's your favorite color?"

"I don't know, red."
"Why red?"
"Why do you ask such stupid questions?"
"Sorry just trying to think of something to talk about."

"That's all you can think of?"

"Yep."

         Weston is never like this he is always helpful and thoughtful and a man that I love. What is he doing why is he mad at me? We can useually talk about anything and just make good converstaions off of the top of our heads, why is it different right now? Maybe because we both almost died? Or that he didn't listen to me when I told him I had a bad feeling. I was right if he would have listened to me.

           "Makendrie are we almost there?"
"Yes." I look back at Luke he has lost so much blood he shouldn't even be alive right now? I look at Weston and he's falling asleep too. I can't stay awake but I must. Why am I the one driving anyways, I can't legally drive but I guess if this means I'm saving everyone I love then I will deal with it.