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"For Those About to Rock" played loudly out the speakers of the cobalt blue, 2013 Ford Mustang. Althalos sang along as the car drove down the crowded streets, the music loud enough for anyone nearby to hear it.
"Weeeee, saluuuuute, yoooou!!!!" he cried out as the song approached it's end. He wasn't paying much attention and slammed into the side of another car as it crossed the street and his airbags deployed.

(Feel free to be the person in the other car or a bystander)

Taylor slammed on her breaks out of instinct as her car was hit. Her airbags deployed as her car felt the impact. Taylor gripped the steering wheel tight with both hands, waiting to regain her bearings. Once she felt a little less shaken she took one hand off her steering wheel and began batting down her airbags.

Althalos had been knocked entirely unconscious by his airbags and was sitting limply in his car. Other cars had stopped and several people were just staring while others were trying to help.
"M'am!" one man called as he tried to help Taylor out of her car.
Two other men were trying to drag the limp Althalos out of his Mustang now, it's front smashed in a considerable amount.

Taylor took off her seat belt and hopped out of her jet black, Ford pickup truck; it had been a miracle that she wasn't injured. Taylor swatted away one of the men trying to help her. She walked around her truck and toward the Mustang. She looked at the damage done on the front of the Mustang. Slightly worried Taylor quickly went to try an help Althalos.

Somebody was giving Althalos CPR and the sound of sirens could be heard getting louder.
Althalos woke up with a gasp and started coughing up large amounts of blood and wheezing heavily.

Taylor was on her knees beside Althalos. She didn't know much on what to do, she watched as he woke. "A-are you alright?"
Taylor looked alarmed and frightened. She hated seeing people hurt or in pain.

"Are you the one I hit?" was the only thing he managed to spit out, blood pouring out the corners of his mouth, "I'm sorry..."

Taylor felt bad that Athalos, the one who was injured, was apologizing to her. Taylor took a long breath. "Don't be sorry.. I'm fine, and you don't need to be talking.."

"I-I wasn't paying attention... I could have killed you... I could have killed anyone!" he spit some blood out and held his head in his hands, crying.

"You could have, but you didn't. And I sure you'll start paying more attention."
Taylor put her hand on Althalos's shoulder. "You're hurt, you need to try an calm down a little.."

"But I could have... I could have killed-" he started coughing out more blood and this time it didn't stop pouring out his mouth.
The ambulance and several police cars arrived on the scene and Althalos was taken onto a stretcher and placed into the ambulance.
"M'am, we're going to need you to come with us as well," one of teh paramedics said to Taylor and gently guided her into the ambulance as well.

Taylor climbed into the back of the ambulance. She sat down, she was still shaking slightly but didn't care. Taylor sighed and looked at Althalos.

The young man had since stopped bleeding and was looking very pale.
"I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention... I'll make sure you get a new car," he offered, knowing he had nailed her pretty hard.

Taylor instinctively went to touch his head but quickly pulled her hand back. "Don't worry about it. I don't like driving anyway." She was leaning forward with her arms crossed on the side of the stretcher, her head resting on them.

"No, I've got enough money saved up to buy two more mustangs like mine... Just tell me what you want. I so sorry," he coughed again but at least this time it was dry.

"Stop saying sorry," she said in a slightly frustrated tone. Taylor moved one hand to get her hair out of her eyes. "Just relax, okay? I'm not worried about my car right now."

"I'm just glad you didn't get seriously injured... Silver lining to every cloud, right?" he gave a pained smile.

Taylor looked at him sadly not knowing how to respond. Truth is, she was also amazed she hadn't gotten injured. Taylor looked wore out and worried. Her blue eyes dropped looking away from him. She had calmed down and her mind had begun to take over, filling her head with to many thoughts to process.

He continued staring at her for a few minutes before speaking, "I may not be a religious man, but I think you didn't get hurt because God didn't want such beauty to go to waste," he said quietly, his cheeks flushed red with a blush.

Taylor blushed and looked back at Althalos. "Thanks..," Taylor replied as she tried to lower her face further in her arms.