With my mind spinning, I run to my locker, crouch down and quickly place The Iron King book into my bag. Shutting the door I wrap my arms around my body in a fetus position  and try to calm my heart, which was thrumming violently against my rib cage. Take deep breaths. After a couple of minutes my heart had stopped beating so loudly and I was able to catch my breath. Everything is still spinning. I take a hand to wipe the sweaty feeling that had seemed to come across my cheeks only to realise that I am crying. 

"Camry! Oh my gosh! What happened? Are you okay!?" I heard Lisa's voice cry out to me in the back of my mind, but I couldn't focus on a thing she was saying. I still can't breathe properly. A couple of seconds later I feel a pair of arms wrap around me, hugging me, asking if I was okay.

"Camry! I'm going to take you to the office, can you stand up?" 

My throat felt itchy and parched but I answered her anyway. 

"I'll try to," I willed my legs to move however as soon as I put the slightest pressure on them they fall again, causing me to hit my head on the locker nearby. 

"Lisa, I can't breathe properly and my head hurts," I sob to her praying to God that my insides would stop hurting so much. Everything was replaying. Driving to the ice-cream shop late at night, me laughing at my parents whilst they argued which cartoon was better: The Flintstones or Astro Boy, the swerve of our car changing lanes only a couple of seconds too late, the impact of the other car. The blood. There was so much blood. My parents screaming, trying to make sure I could get out of the car. I couldn't. There was a glass wedged into the sides of my stomach, metal jabbing into the soft skin of my thighs. I was screaming too. 

Outside my delirium, I heard a storm of people rush towards me, arms picking me up and taking me somewhere else. I payed no attention to them, the only thing on my mind was that was that boy. The boy opposite me who was in the other car, the boy who was screaming as well. The boy whose legs were twisted in the most unnatural way possible, the blood pooling at his sides.

He was the boy from the library. 

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