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I can hear Jericho shouting, and I can hear metal crunching. I try to grasp onto something, but it's no use. The car continues flipping, bashing us all around until finally, after what feels like forever, the car screeches to a halt.

Chapter Fifty-Two

Sophia

Ilie on my back, rapidly blinking in an attempt to clear my vision so that I can understand what's going on. My whole body is on fire. Everything looks fuzzy and distorted and all I can hear is a shrill ringing sound in my ears.

Panic seeps into my bones and I try to lift my body, but my legs are trapped and I can't move.

My vision starts to clear and when I see leather seats above me, my eyes widen as I realise the car's upside down. I glance down at my legs and see Kaleb's limp body strewn across them.

I scream when I realise that's why I can't move and I try to force myself into a sitting position so that I can reach him, but the immense pain that spreads through my body with every movement makes it too difficult.

"Sophia!"

I twist my head around, groaning at the pain that shoots down my neck, and turn to face Jericho as he clambers through the destroyed car towards me.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but I can't get out. Kaleb's not moving," I whine.

His panicked gaze pings around the car until he spots Kaleb's body lying across my legs.

"Kaleb!" he shouts, trying to wedge himself between the gap of the front seats and the roof to try and get to him.

The distinct sound of a gunshot has both of us freezing in place.

"Go," Jaylen says from somewhere in the flipped car. "I'll get them out. You go and get that bastard."

Jericho disappears from my view and a moment later, Jaylen is squeezing himself through the gap that Jericho tried to get through, his hand holding the side of his stomach as he does so.

"Jay, are you okay?" I ask, worried by his pale complexion and his shakey movements.

"I'm fine, just got bashed about a bit."

He helps me sit up and attempts to drag me backwards towards the smashed window beside me, but I shake my head.

"Get him out first," I tell him, motioning to Kaleb.

"I can drag you out from underneath him, Soph."

"No. Get him out first, Jaylen. He's unconscious and he's been shot. Get him out and make sure he's okay and then you can come back to get me out."

"Have I ever told you that I hate how stubborn you are?" he grumbles as he carefully crawls over me and lifts Kaleb's body off of mine.

"Yeah, plenty of times."

He turns Kaleb onto his back and I gasp as my heart plummets down to my stomach when I see Kaleb's blood-soaked shirt.

Now that my legs are free, I fight against the pain and move my body, twisting myself around so that I can reach Kaleb.

Jaylen puts his arms underneath Kaleb's and tugs him backwards, slowly dragging him towards the gaping hole at the side of the car where the door previously was.

"Kaleb!" I shout, smacking my hand against his leg, trying to get him to wake up.

He remains unmoving.

My eyes scan his body, looking for any other injury besides the one on his arm and that's when I see the huge chunk of metal protruding from his stomach.

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