Chapter 29
SKY
My head throbbed with every beat of my pulse. Everything hurt. I licked my lips and tasted blood. Fuck…
I forced myself to breathe through the panic lapping up my throat like acid. Fletcher’s voice filled my mind, so calm and gentle: Breathe, Sky. Just breathe.
“Fletcher?” I croaked, turning my head, but when I saw him, a sob broke from me. He hung suspended from his seatbelt, unconscious, motionless, his face covered in blood. “Fletch?”
I tried to move my arm, but it was pinned…or broken, seeing how badly it hurt. “Fletcher? Please,” I whimpered, my voice cracking, and that’s when panic truly took over.
The car was upside down. My seatbelt cut into my neck and chest from where it supported my body weight. What if nobody found us? What if this was it and we died? Adam would never know. We’d never get to say goodbye, and Fletcher…
Tears streamed down my cheeks. I let out a soft sob. Did the tarot lady curse us with that reading? Was this the darkness she mentioned? Was this my fault?
“Fletcher,” I cried out. “Wake up! Please, wake up!”
But Fletcher remained silent and still, and I couldn’t even tell if he was breathing. There was so much blood…
I sobbed harder, even though it hurt. “I’m sorry. Please don’t leave me. Please…” My vision blurred, from tears and from pain, and the last thing I saw before succumbing to the darkness was the flash of red and blue lights.