HOW WE GOT BACK SENIOR YEAR LAURA

When I woke up, my head throbbed, and my vision was blurry. The rough fabric of a car seat pressed against my cheek, and the air smelled like gasoline and sweat. I tried to move, but my arms felt like lead. "Jess..." I croaked, my voice barely audible.

"She's waking up," a voice muttered, sharp and unfamiliar.

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"She better stay out," another snapped.

Jess was beside me, her face pale and streaked with tears. She whispered something to me, her voice urgent but muffled, like it was coming from underwater. "Laura, listen... You need to run. You have to run, okay? As soon as you can, go!"

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Her words barely registered before the car jolted, throwing me against the door. The pain in my head intensified, and I felt the darkness creeping in again.

The next thing I knew, I was outside. The cold air bit at my skin, and the world swayed unsteadily. I didn't remember how I got there. Did I kick someone? Did they push me out? "Focus, Laura," I whispered to myself, trying to stay upright. My

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head was pounding, and my thoughts felt sluggish, like they were swimming through molasses.

forward, my hands brushing against rough tree bark as I made my way through the woods. Jess. He

fog in my mind, keeping me moving even as my legs felt like they would

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the name

suddenly blazed in the distance, cutting through the darkness. The light

more.

1 could, though they felt like

word barely

to a halt, tires skidding against the asphalt. I tried to stay standing,

Someone was shouting, their voice urgent and

Jess... He has... help... Jess..." I forced

the edges of my vision were darkening. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep

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open any longer.

toward me, and then a hand on my shoulder, shaking me

couldn't place it. Everything was slipping away,

The harsh white light of the hospital room

her sitting in the chair beside me, her face pinched with worry, her perfectly manicured hands clutching mine.

swallowed hard, my throat scraping like sandpaper. Then it

1. me.

Jess.

up, panic surging through me. Jess. Was

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his shirt wrinkled from where he must have fallen asleep. His eyes found

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