...oden door, letting snow on the welcome mat.Really,
why? she asked insanely annoyed. He just smirked. She moaned,
angry and stomped through. Ben opened it, to make it big enough for
Kevin to go through without causing the girl head injuries. Then Ben
followed, and slid in the backseat of Kevins car. Then Kevin
walked up, surrounded by falling snow, and looked down at him
he ordered, very impatient. Ben was confused for a little, then
jumped out of the car, getting the idea. Kevin leaned forward, and
slid the girl into the seat on the far side, leaning her head against
the window. After Kevin clicked the girls seat belt in, he climbed
into the drivers seat. Ben, once again, slid into the backseat. They
drove for a good twenty minutes on the salted roads, the salt
crackling under the tires.Why
didnt we call the hospital? asked Gwen, suddenly dumbfounded.
Why didnt we? Ben
thought silently, a puzzled look sliding over his face.It
didnt seem like a good idea, for some reason. answered Kevin,
his eyes never leaving the road. It hadnt
seemed like a good idea. It had seemed out of the question to them,
and it still did. That really confused them. Normally they would have
called an ambulance, but something told them not to.Ben
glanced at the girl, and she seemed unmoved by the bumps in the road.
Her hair hadnt even moved out of place. It was like she was
statically charged, stuck to her cente...