I'm too afraid to open my eyes. But I have to do something. I don't care whether he hates me or not, I can't let him die.

I have tears in my eyes as I looked at the accident. I couldn't dare to watch him. He lost more blood and lying unconscious.

" Please, someone call 911," I yelled at the people who are watching without coming to help. I ran towards him, to see whether he breaths or not.

" Oh, no, Xander," I cried as I couldn't feel his breath. A girl near me took her phone and called 911 while all I can do is wait for...