TIA
The metallic scent of blood and gasoline filled the air as I slowly came to my senses.
I groaned as I held my head in hand and struggled to process what happened.
I think our car was just hit!
Well clearly since it is upside down.
I felt dizzy as I struggled to look at Adrian, my limbs still shaking from the impact of whatever that just happened.
My vision blurred for a second, but I forced myself to focus and check on Adrian.
Adrian is unconscious, his head resting against the cracked window, blood trickling from a small wound on his forehead.
He lay slumped beside me, his arms still partially wrapped around me as if he had instinctively refused to stop protecting me even when unconsciousness. Blood trickled down his forehead, and my stomach twisted in fear.
I shakily raise
