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“Close to town. I saw the car hit her. She’s not awake. She has blood on her head.”
“I’m on my way. Did you call 9-1-1?”
“Yeah, I called them first. They’re coming.”
“Okay, you stay with her, Jake. I’ll be there in five.”
He hangs up, and I take a breath. God, this is what happened to my parents. This is how they died.
But I didn’t have to see it.
“Polly,” I say gently and squat beside her. I don’t want to move her in case she hurt her neck. They told us in health class to never move someone in an accident. “Hey, I’m here with you, okay? You’re kind of beat up, but you’ll be okay. Dad’s coming, and the ambulance will be here soon.”
Tears spring to my eyes when I hear the sirens coming.
“Hear that? They’re coming now. We’ll go to the hospital. I’ll go with you. I won’t leave you alone, okay?”
“Jake?”
“Polly!” I take her hand when she reaches for me. “Hey, I’m here.”
“Dizzy,” she says. “What happened?”
“That crazy bitch ran you off the road.” I glance over and see that she hasn’t gotten out of her car yet, and I’m not going to her. I won’t leave Polly. “I saw it all happen. She did it on purpose.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. Hey, don’t cry.” Tears are running down her cheeks. “Does it hurt?”
“A little.” She clears her throat and squeezes my hand. “I’m okay. I’ll be okay. Thank you for staying with me. I love you, Jake. It’s going to be fine.”
Now I can’t control my tears. It’s probably just adrenaline or something. Finally, the ambulance screeches to a stop behind us, and people come running up to us while others go to the other lady.
“This is Polly Allen,” I inform them. “She says she’s dizzy.”
“Looks like you have a knot on your head,” one of the EMTs says. “Does anything else hurt?”
“My knee,” she says. “I think I hit it.”
“No neck pain?”
“Headache,” she says. “Dizzy. Is Jake still here?”
“I’m here,” I say and take her hand again. “I’m going with her.”
“Are you family?” someone asks.
“She’s my mom,” I lie easily, not willing to be away from her, and it makes me feel good when Polly smiles and doesn’t tell them that I lied.
Just as we’re loaded up into the ambulance, I see my dad’s truck come screeching up, and he’s out of it in a flash, running towards us.
“Wait,” I say before they can shut the doors. “I’m going with her! She’s okay.”
“I’ll be right behind you,” he says as the doors close, and we take off for the hospital.
“Do you have any medical conditions?” the EMT asks Polly, who’s still holding on to my hand. She’s on a flat board with her head strapped down, in case her neck is hurt. Her eyes move to me, and she licks her lips.
“I’m going to tell them something that you need to keep between us, okay, Jake?”
