As I make my way to Cyrah's flat, yes, I'm going back to England for a bit, the traffic is terrible. It's raining heavily and a thunder and lighting storm is coming in quickly. I thought about what I'd do and I figured I would see what level Louis is on, maybe we would be fine, but my trust still lies uncertain. The cab driver swerves multiple times and hits a pothole in the road.
"Watch the road, asshole!" I bellow.
"Shut up there, girlie, you want to get to your friends or not?" He says.
"Very much, thank you!"
We wait our turn at a four way stop and out of the corner of my eye when it's our time to go, another vehicle comes in from my side and I can't move. I'm in too much shock that a car is coming when it's our turn to go. My knees lock up and my mind races.
That was before the tractor trailer struck the cab.
I hear sirens go down the street after an extremely loud bashing noise had risen. I turn on the news and see a caption; Breaking News... What could have happened? I get up and check out the window, I see a collision between a truck and a cab. I feel like something bad has happened, really bad. I rush to the stairs and tell Liam to watch the girls for a little bit while I'm gone. Shoving my coat on, I'm stopped by Niall, who asks what I'm doing and quickly follows suit.
We run out the door and down to the accident to see what had happened, yeah, I want to be nosy right now.
When we get close enough, I see that the little cab has been demolished, almost crushed to nothing. The cab driver has been safely removed and I hear him say something about a girl being still in the vehicle. The fire fighters and officers are trying to get the door of the cab taken off so they can rescue whoever it is. The truck has been backed up with no damage done to it whatsoever. The trucker stumbles and falls to his knees, throwing up everything onto the ground.
The rescue team finally get the door off the cab and haul out a girl with black hair and pasty pale skin. Her eyes are closed and so is her mouth. They search her up and down to find a cell phone and the police officer with salt and pepper hair calls who might be number one on her emergency list.
My phone rings and I answer to Angel.
"Hello, is this Miss Cyrah Swein?"
"Mrs. Cyrah Horan actually, but yes, yes it is. Who is this?"
"I'm officer Andrews and I hate to inform you, but the owner of this cell phone has just been in an accident in uptown England." What? I shut my phone and run over to Andrews. "Cyrah?"
"Yes. Where is she?" I scream, tears welling in my eyes.
"The paramedics are getting her on a gurney right now."
"ANGEL!" I scream, Niall comes up behind me to calm me down. "ANGEL! NO!" Niall picks me up and begins to carry me back away from the accident scene. I can't believe this! She was on her way to see us, three houses down, and she gets hit by a fucking truck! "ANGEL!"
Niall takes out his phone and calls to tell Liam that we'll be a while and to tell Harry and Zayn, Louis is the last that he calls.
"Louis...Get down here as quick as you can to the car accident...We know the person that was hit...Mhm...It's Angel."
The ambulance arrives at the hospital and Niall, Louis and I rush to the front desk, demanding to be the first to get in and see Angel.
"It'll be an hours wait I'm afraid, just until they have the machinery hooked up and her data on record."
"That's fine, we'll wait."
The tears wont stop coming, and I can't help but cry. Niall cuddles me closer, trying to keep me calm but it doesn't really work all that well. Louis sits at the end of the rows of chairs and he's biting his nails nervously, trying not to cry.
I'm going to freak out.
When we're allowed into Angels room, I'm the last to enter. She dyed her hair black and she looks like she hasn't been in the sun in ages, not that Newfoundland has much sun anyway, but hey. I walk straight to her and take her hand in mine, then bend down to place a kiss on her forehead.
"So, she has slight brain damage, but she is in a major coma, some of her ribs have been broken and her right arm," says a nurse. "It'll be a miracle if she survives."
"Thank you, miss." Niall says.
"No, problem," she says with a smile. Who could smile with Angel in a mangled mess in a hospital bed? Not me!
I just hope she'll be alright.