I Need You #3
Then I saw the SUV barreling towards him, but they weren’t slowing down. I screamed while Sassy hissed in my head. The SUV didn’t stop after they hit Keaton’s truck. They just swerved, corrected, and drove off. I screamed, my heart in my stomach as Keaton’s truck rolled.
I watched in abject horror as my boyfriend’s truck rolled four times before it came to a stop. I slammed on my brakes and threw the car into park. I screamed, “KEATON!” I ran the whole way to his truck. Why did it have to stop rolling on the hood? Tears filled my eyes.
I yelled, “KEATON, PLEASE ANSWER ME! Why didn’t I listen to Sassy sooner? Oh god. Keaton, please say something!” I reached the driver's side. Keaton was hanging upside down, but his seatbelt did its job.
I climbed in through the back window that had shattered. I put my finger on his pulse point. I sighed in relief feeling his steady heartbeat. I said mostly to myself, “I’ll get you out of here, Key.” It was then I heard a growl. I groaned, “Not now!”
I looked around the truck for a weapon. I nearly snorted because I spotted golf clubs. Of course, my super rich boyfriend played golf. That was good. I grabbed the driver club. I crawled out to find myself surrounded by red eye wolves.
I raised the club in the air warning, “Not today, rabies wolves.” They growled. I continued, “My boyfriend needs help, and you’re in my way. I don’t know if you understand me, but I’m so angry I could spit nails. Just tuck tail and leave.”
One charged me, and I clubbed him in the head. He went down. I felt a little bad, but I didn’t want rabies. A loud growl stopped everyone. I looked over the ridge and couldn’t help but smile. My rabies wolf was here.
I boasted, “You’re all in trouble now! My rabies wolf and I are a good team.” Several of the rabies wolves snorted, seeming amused. My rabies wolf and I quickly knocked out the wolves. I wondered why he wasn’t killing them. Maybe they were his friends.
The rabies wolves just kept coming. Maybe a whole pack got infected. Irritation and fury filled me, and I stared several in the eyes yelling, “GOD! I WISH YOU ALL WOULD JUST GO TO SLEEP!” They fell to the ground and actually appeared to be asleep.
I groaned, “Why didn’t I try that sooner?” I ran to the truck, “Key?” I looked up as I heard more howls. My rabies wolf whined, I turned to him. My rabies wolf had blood all over him. He must have killed some of the other rabies wolves when I wasn’t watching.
I ordered, “Get out of here! Don’t let them hurt you.” I broke the truck’s driver side window with the club, pulled on the seatbelt, and caught Keaton as he fell. I snorted, “Man, people weren’t talking out their ass. Adrenaline is no joke. I just ripped a seatbelt apart.” My rabies wolf snorted.
I dragged Keaton to my car. Halfway there I decided to use my adrenaline rush. I threw him over my shoulder. It wasn’t graceful, but I got him to my car while my rabies wolf just watched me. The howls were getting closer.
I whispered, “Run!” My rabies wolf sighed but took off as more wolves came into view.
I frowned because I must have just missed them.
Those wolves definitely had to have been in the trees the whole time.
Right? Why would they just get here when the others were already here?
The ones in the tree line didn’t have red eyes though.
I paused staring at one wolf feeling a strong urge to go towards the big black wolf.
He felt like a friend who would help me.
I screamed in frustration at myself, “Wolves are not your friends. The black wolf isn’t going to help you.
Get Keaton help! Be normal!” I swear that wolf whined like it wanted me to believe it would help me.
That wolf would EAT YOU, ODETTE! GET IN THE CAR!
I buckled Keaton in, got into the driver’s side, and took off. I used the voice command, “Take me to the hospital!” I told Keaton, “Just hang on, you keep breathing. Oh god! Your shoulder is uhhh it’s bad, but a medical professional will help.”
My boyfriend’s shoulder was clearly out of its socket so badly I nearly threw up. The voice to command said, “I found six hospitals. Which one do you want to go to?” I screamed, “I DON’T KNOW! The best one!” The voice said, “I’m sorry, I do not understand. Which hospital do you want to go to?”
I yelled, “THE BIGGEST ONE!” The voice replied, “Calculating.” I snorted, “You do that.” I made it to the main road but hit the stop sign. I yelled, “Sorry!” The GPS said, “Turn right.” I hissed, “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY THAT SOONER?!” I cut a hard right as horns blared. I yelled, “SORRY!”
The GPS said, “Recalculating.” I shouted, “What? Why? I turned right! What do you want from me?! I did what you asked. Don’t recalculate. There should be nothing to recalculate!” I saw the lights in my rearview mirror before I heard the police siren.
I waved out my window to acknowledge them, but I didn’t stop. I put my foot down on the gas when I came up to a red light and blared on my horn as I went though. I yelled, “I am so sorry!” I heard people cursing at me.
I screamed and went over a curb, wincing as I heard the bottom of the car scrape when I came off of it. The GPS said, “In a quarter mile, turn left.” I scoffed, “Where was that before with your whole turn right with no warning instruction? Huh? Are you TRYING to make me a worse driver?”
I lamented, “I don’t need help with that, you evil GPS system.
Gosh, this is the first time I’ve driven on the road like this.
Maybe if I wasn’t speeding, I’d be better than this.
This is not good. Oh my god, I am Connie from the book.
She couldn’t drive for shit either. Caspian will not laugh when I tell him this high speed car chase confirms we are in the mob book.
” I went over the curb again at the turn.
I whispered, “I guess we need more lessons, Key. I am not a good driver. You have to wake up because I’m terrorizing the village.
It’s my first solo experience and I’m in a cop chase.
Come on Key, open those eyes for me.” Nothing changed.
Keaton didn’t respond and tears filled my eyes.
I looked back at the road and screamed as I went over a curb and hit an inflatable for a business.
I pulled back onto the road only to hit a yield sign.
I groaned, “Ok, I laughed too much when Connie hit while driving things in the book. I’m sorry to the universe for that amusing me.
” The GPS said, “Recalculating.” I wanted to throw that thing out the window.
I argued with the computer, “You didn't even tell me to turn! What is there to recalculate you PIECE OF SHIT?! I dislike you so much right now!”
I almost hit a car but slammed on my breaks to avoid a crash, then quickly hit the gas. There were several cop cars behind me now. They got on their bullhorn, “PULL OVER!” I yelled, “I’m sorry, I can’t! He’s hurt and I have to get him help.”
My GPS gave more instructions. I put my foot down to the floor on the gas. I could admit this car did have some juice. The cops were a safe distance behind me. I pulled over every single curb to get to the emergency room.
The GPS announced, “You have arrived.” I snorted, “NO SHIT! You are the least helpful GPS ever!” I wanted to throw the thing. I put the car in park and unlocked the doors. I was out and pulling Keaton out of the passenger side in seconds.
I yelled, “I need some help out here!” No one came. I dragged my boyfriend towards the door when several cops yelled, “GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!” I turned to explain and faltered because several guns were pointed at me. Normally, I’d cry and later I might.
I explained, “I have to get him inside. Help me!” They just yelled, “Get down on the ground! NOW!” I snorted, “When I get him help, I will. You’re supposed to help people! He’s hurt! You have to help him!” They just kept their guns trained on me moving one step closer as I got to the door.
The nurse at the desk saw me and called for a gurney.
I begged, “Please help him! You have to help Keaton!” The nurse asked, “What happened?” People flew from behind the doors with a bed.
I explained, “It was a car accident. Someone hit him and just took off. You can fix him, right? He’s going to be ok? ”
One cop snorted, “Yeah, you probably hit his car.” I yelled, “No! I was behind him. It was a black SUV. I just knew I had to be there, but I don’t know why. I just had to be there on that road! It was a feeling.”
The second Keaton was taken from me; I was tackled to the ground. I screamed in surprise as my face was shoved into the tiles. I felt something crack in my jaw when they shoved my face into the ground. The nurse shouted, “HEY! NOT IN MY ER! She’s not resisting you.”
A knee was pressed roughly into my back causing me to cry out in pain. The cop read me rights as he arrested me. I said, “I don’t care about that! You’re helping Keaton, right?” The nurse answered, “Of course, sweetie. We are going to do everything we can.” My heart stopped.
I cried, “No! No, you have to save him. Your statement implies Keaton could die. Is he that bad? I tried to get him here as fast as I could. I really did.” The nurse gently said, “I don’t have his chart, sweetie.” I was dragged outside by a seriously aggressive police officer.
The angry desk clerk nurse followed them as they took me outside.
I glanced at the nameplate on the officer’s shirt as he slammed me face first into the hood of their car.
It read: Officer McGee. I let a few tears slip out.
The nurse yelled, “What is the matter with you?! What do you think you are doing, officer?”
Officer McGee said, “License and registration, perp.” I said, “I don’t have a license. I’d guess the registration is in the glove compartment.” Officer McGee snorted, “You stole that car, didn’t you?” I whispered, “No, it was a gift.” They snorted.