(The night it happened)

We were on the way back from the pub, me and my best mate, we were drunk and we were driving so fast we might aswell be driving 300 miles an hour!

(I just made up a name sorry)

"Hannah! Hannah look out!"

CRASH, everything went dark, you hadn't just lost your best friend that night but you had lost yourself aswell

(7 days after it)

The mph goes up, the front lights flicker on and off, your yelling her name, she lets go of the wheel, she drives straight into the van in front.

You look at her, she's bloody and bruised and broken.the van continues to drive as if you were never there, you jump out the car and watch as the van runs over the car and your best friend,

"NOOOO STOP HANNAH NOOO!!!" You yell not waking up from your bad dream.

"Y/n y/n it's on it's ok" nic obviously woken up from your screaming wakes you up and pulls you onto his lap stroking your hair,

"Nic you have to help her please you have to help her!" You cry into his shoulder,

"Shhhh y/n baby it's ok it's ok? Your ok now your safe and so is Hannah, she's in a better place now aight?"

"But I want her back!"