Jeremy stood hovering over me, glaring my way. My heart stopped racing as his face showed a sign of pure evil with a look of disapproval from me. He put his hands into his baggy jean pockets as he shook his head back and forth, making that clicking sound with his tongue. Without thinking, I swerved to the side and took off in a dash trying to escape from his reach. I put the petal to the metal and ran through the parking lot, dangling my arms in front of me as I ran in and out of cars paths. Being a slow runner I am, Jeremy was right on my tail as I screamed for help.

A few people picked up on what was happening and started chasing Jeremy from a few feet behind, never able to catch up though. A chorus of shouts from "call the police" to "Stop!" filled my ears as my speed kept increasing. Running as fast as I could like a bullet being shot out of a gun, I kept looking back to see how close Jeremy was. Rearing each parked car I took a glance behind me to see if he was still chasing me. I could see him as bright as daylight with his face bulging redness as his legs moved quick, reaching out his hands, waiting to lay one finger on me. I was panicking like crazy, moaning and letting out a scream and a screech every time that I turned my head behind my shoulder. The wind knocked in my face, giving me a cool breeze as I turned around for one of my last times. I heard the sound of a honk from a car, nearing close to my presence but I was to involved with staying my distance from Jeremy that I didn't pay attention. I felt the ground slant below me as I ran down a driveway, thinking I was heading into a one way street that I would be able to cross with no problem. The honking came closer and I ran into the middle of the street noticing cars in front of me coming from my every direction. I paused in my tracks to think about what I was doing as I saw bright lights flickering at me. Sounds became louder and I couldn't hold everything that was going around me so I covered me ears and screamed. That's when I heard my name shouted and deadly screams as everything went black.

Hospital Room Emily POV

The next morning, bright lights shown in from the curtains as a figure had it's chin in it's hand. I rubbed my eyes and with a couple twitches I woke up to see blond curls still at my side. Justin never left my side that night with his hand dangling over the arm rest. I felt chills run up my spine at the thought of a guy who I have only met for a couple days now, caring this much about me. My heart flutters at his every touch, warming my body and safe from all harm. * Am I falling in love with this gorgeous man? * I thought to myself as it struck me. I kept doubting it in my mind but my heart was pointing in another direction. I have never loved a man, I'm too young for love and never experienced it. I don't even deserve him. My thoughts were interrupted as Justin shifted positions and his eyes blinked open. When he saw that I was up, a smile of white teeth crossed his face. He leaned over, changing his position in the chair and gently kissed my forehead as silent transparent tears ran down my face.

"What's wrong?" Justin questioned as he comforted me in his arms.

I couldn't tell him the truth, so I lied. If he knew that I doubted him, he would probably leave me and that would be terrible. It was just I didn't know how to trust anyone, except Deanna. I pulled away from his grasp so I could answer him.

"It's just that I miss her." I replied hoping he couldn't tell that I was lying through my teeth even though I really did miss her. That just wasn't causing the tears.

"We'll find her. I promise." he soothed, wiping away the tears before he wrapped his arms around me again. Just then the doctor came into the room.

"Miss, we have some good news and some bad news. First of all, you can go home today. Just try to stay off your feet for awhile until your ankle can fully heal. Second, the police have located Deanna." he stated clearly in a voice so calm. The whole in my heart started closing as I remembered that there was bad news to this too. The healing whole was ripped apart again as I prepared for the worst. "She apparently was running away from Jeremy and got hit by a car. She is in critical condition at Raleigh Community Hospital." I let out a gasp for air as I felt like I had just gotten socked in the stomach. The tears welled up in my eyes spilling over my eye lids down my cheek.

"How..how...how.....bad...is.....she?" I managed to choke out through my violent sobs. My best friend, almost like a sister, suffering and I couldn't do a thing about it.

"Right now she is unconscious, but her condition is stable. She is expected to regain conscience within a 24 hour period. She has a broken leg, a broken arm, and a concussion. She's lucky to be alive," he explained quietly waiting for my response. All this was hitting me like a thousand stabbing knives. I didn't know how to take this, whether to be happy that she was okay or mad at Jeremy. I did the only thing I could think of doing. My head found it's place in the crook of Justin's neck as my tears soaked his baby-blue UNC T-shirt.

A different Hospital Room Deanna's POV

".........Please come back....don't leave me....." I heard a familiar voice say. I slowly opened my brown eyes to see a male figure hovering over me. I saw his hand raise above me and I crouched my head low in the pillow, afraid. Though all he did was brush the hair away from my forehead, then lightly brushing the back of his soft hand across it. I used all my strength to reach above my hand and slid the palm of my hand, overlapping his fingers. He turned his hand and brought it into mine and I gently squeeze the figures hand. He instantly shot his eyes in the direction of my squinted ones. His eyes went wide and a small grin came over his face. I heard the figure breathe a sigh of relief.

I searched my brain for an answer to who the voice belonged to, but none came. I looked up and gazed into his deep blue eyes and instantly remembered who it was. JC. I wanted so bad to wrap my arms around him and just say to myself, " Everything is going to be okay". But I couldn't, I was to frail, to weak that I could barely move my body or even remember where I was.

I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't make any sound. My throat was as dry as a bone and all that came out was a rasp of breath. I continued to try with my crackled lips as I swallowed to get my throat moist. Finally a small sound of water exited my mouth. JC shook his head and left the room. When he returned he had a small glass of water and another man following right behind him. He sat down in the chair that was next to the bed and I quickly swallowed some water as JC held the cup to my lips. Once I was done the doctor spoke to me.

"Well, I am glad to see that you have woken up." the man in the white coat expressed.

What did he mean woken up? Where was I? How did I get here? The only possible conclusion that I came up with was that he was a doctor and something wrong definitely happened. My head was beginning to swell up and the so called 'doctor' could see the confusion on my face and quickly explained what had happened. He also revealed that Jeremy had been caught and was now in jail behind bars for awhile. I felt relieved that he was out of the picture for now. After he had got done telling me about my condition he left, leaving me and JC alone once again.

I laid that like a leech on a log as JC got himself up and leaned over me, pulled me in for a soft hug right as the doctor left. I reached out my arms as I closed my eyes softly, just picturing him and I together far away from this whole mess. I felt his body and his hands wrap around my bruised body, just feeling his finger tips touch my back. I quickly hissed from the clench of pain that hit me and JC backed away a little. I gave him a shake of my head, telling him to stay with me and keep hugging me because at that moment, I would go through any pain just to feel loved at not abused. My head was pounding as tears dribbled down my bruised face. Thoughts traveled through my head as JC then pulled away.

I started to say something, but my sobs overtook me. All I could get out was 'Emily'.

"She's fine, don't worry. Just a broken wrist and a slice across her ankle." he eased. I calmed down a little.

"Where is she?" I pleaded with tears still brimming my eyes. My cold hand found his warm one as I let out a large sigh.

"She's at the Chapel Hill Central Hospital, by the dorm. We are all the way in Raleigh. Jeremy took you to a hotel near here. She could come by later, depending on how she feels. But she is perfectly fine." he insured my doubts. The stress was starting to leave my body as I reached for JC. He came closer for another hug, and placed a small kiss on my lips. It felt so right, so perfect, so not -Jeremy.