Charlotte's POV
PRESENT DAY
I raced home like a maniac, fearing the worst, wondering what I would find when I got to the house. What I DID find was ten police cars, a fire truck, and two ambulances parked in front of the property. My driveway was completely blocked by emergency vehicles, so I parked on the street and ran like a crazy person to the first ambulance. When I peered inside, I found Scarlett sitting on a bench in the back, covered in a blanket. I leapt into the vehicle and embraced her, automatically checking her for bruises or other injuries.
"Char, it's ok, I told you, I'm fine," Scarlett said grimly, "Your house, however, has seen better days." As long as my friend REALLY was fine, I didn't give a damn about the house. However, she really wanted to show me, so I sighed
