“Malcolm,” I whispered as fear gripped my chest.
“Russ? Movement?”
Russ didn’t respond and I found myself glancing up to all the spotters. It wasn’t but a few nights ago we were up on that roof, and one single kiss from Malcolm had brought to life a part of me I never knew existed.
I slowly sat down as I focused on Malcolm’s car.
“No,” was all Russ said.
Dalton shot a quick look my way before saying Malcolm’s name again.
Sitting motionless, I watched as emergency crews rushed to Malcolm’s car.
Closing my eyes, I prayed like I had never prayed before.
Please God. Please don’t take him from me.
Not him, I beg of you.
Please.
THE PAIN IN MY RIGHT leg was like nothing I’d ever experienced before in my life.
“Don’t move, Malcolm!” the emergency crew guy called out.
“Fuck!” I cried out as they helped me out of the car. The smell of burning rubber and gas filled my senses and made my eyes water. Or maybe it was the pain making my eyes water.
“Your leg is broken,” someone said as I shut my eyes.
“No fuck,” I said, squeezing my fists together.
People were surrounding the car and me as I fought to keep from crying out.
Son-of-a-bitch. I can’t believe this.
“Keep still, we’ve got to stabilize your leg,” one of the guys said.
Paislie.
Shit. She’s probably scared shitless.
“Who has a phone?” I called out as they all looked at me like I was insane.
By the time I was being put in the ambulance, I was practically on the verge of begging them to knock me out. The ambulance stopped and the doors opened. The moment I saw her, the pain vanished.
Okay maybe didn’t vanish, but damn near did.
Her brows were pinched together as she narrowed in on my leg. When her green eyes looked up, I was stunned to see the tears in them. She quickly got her composure and started asking the medic if they did certain things to which he said yes to everything. She moved and sat next me while reaching for my hand.
“Hey,” I said as she closed her eyes and sighed loudly before looking back at me.
“Malcolm Wallace, you scared the piss out of me!”
“Were you a little bit impressed, though?”
Her mouth dropped before snapping shut as she glared at me. “Are you insane? You’re completely insane.”
“It was pretty bad ass how that car was flipping, though, admit it.”