...Tasnim POV...
There is a suffocating grip that takes hold of my heart as I see Carson slumped over the steering wheel. As I reach over to him and call his name, he does not respond at all. I can feel the tears start to trickle at the corner of my eyes. I jump out of the car and run to his side. As I begin to scream at the top of my voice, Mason pulls him out of the car.
His body is lifeless, his arms dangle to the ground, and his head is falling loosely to the back. There is blood all over his face, but I cannot see where it is coming from. I can not see any other wounds, but it does not mean that they are not there. Why is he not moving? The crash was not really that hard, but then again, Carson was not wearing his seat belt as I asked him to do.
