" Tara are you ok? What is that noise?" Asked Jerry on the other end. I dropped the phone open Jerry can still hear the things happening.
Jerry's POV
The noise is so loud from the other end. It is definitely sound of truck honking before a collision. Now it's the sound of concerned passers by. Tara is hurt. From the sound of it she is hurt. I have to get there and see her. I stop whatever I'm doing and think where could Tara be by now. I tried to get get there the fastest I could but the traffic is stopping me. It get even worst because of the accident. I waited for a call back maybe there will be a concerned citizen that will inform me of Tara's location.
Just when Im rushing and this shitty traffic fucked me up. I can't help but curse in the air.
" Bullshit! Just move I need to go." I uttered talking to the air.
Im so upset Tara might die and I ignored her so much. I hate myself for not caring and it might be too late. I owe her so much. I cried unknowingly. I feel like shit. I tried calling Drake maybe he is closer and can get to Tara faster. He answered instantly.
"I was talking to her before the accident. It's my fault she should be talking to me while driving." I expressed my guilt to Drake. Im tearing up not concerned of my image.
" It's not your fault, she's stuck in a traffic she can't really move , the truck loses control on the other side and swerved a lot of cars not only hers. Good thing the impact is not so much. We just need to keep her on the brace to make sure her neck is not broken. She was responsive earlier. She was just in shock but she will be ok... For now let her rest. You can talk to her in the morning.
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