Jessica's POV:
"Just don't be mad at me."
I let the information sink in, then let go of his hand. I rest my elbows on my knees, then shove my face into my hands. How could he do this? Brandon and all of his friends are in the hospital now, and the police are gonna be involved somehow. A bunch of teenage guys don't just show up at a hospital in the middle of the night all beaten up, maybe even unconscious, and not be questioned about it. "Pull over."
Ashton sighs from the driver seat. "Jess, please, listen to me. I don't want you to be-"
"Just pull the damn car over, Ashton."
He seems a little startled, but straightens up and pulls the car over to the curb. He puts it in park, then turns the engine off while cars zoom past us. We're a while away from the school by now.
"Do you re
