Untitled, chapter 8

Once again Billie opened his eyes. He stared into the eyes of someone standing over him. It nearly gave him a heart attack.

"He's back! He's back!" The man said. He took his hands off Billies chest and stood up. He held out his hand to Billie.

Billie took the mans hand and was helped onto his feet. He looked around. The night had fallen and lights were everywhere. The lights were bouncing off of the ambulance. He had been lying on the ground, shattered glass and metal lay around him. Then he remembered.

His car was completely totaled. His heart sank. The ring had been in the car. With out it, how was he to fulfill his promise to Jon?

Billie felt a lump in his hand. He lifted his hand to his face and opened it. There was the tiny black box, not even a scratch was on it. He smiled and felt a warm sensation in his heart.

"You're lucky to have survived that crash with nothing but a few cuts." The man who had given him cpr stated. "It's some kind of miracle."

"Yeah. A miracle." Billie responded.

Then he took off.

"Sir! You have to go the hospital! You can't just take off!" The man shouted.

But Billie didn't care. He had to get to the apartment where a hurt Christy was. He just had to.