Xavier

"Stop!" I screamed at the driver, my heart racing with fear. "Fucking stop!"

The driver slammed on the brakes, and I leapt out of the car, sprinting towards Phoebe. She was still standing in the middle of the road, her eyes fixed on some point in front of her, as if waiting for the inevitable.

I ran as fast as I could, my legs pumping furiously as I desperately tried to reach her before the truck did. Memories of our past flooded my mind, memories of our laughter, our tears, our kisses.

We were lying on the bed, our lips locked in a passionate kiss. I laughed and asked...