JARED'S POV
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Every single thing hurts as my eyes flicker open, the light shines brightly into my eyes, looking just like a white light. I blink a few times, adjusting my eyes to the brightness before the shadows, shapes, and colors start to appear. The windscreen is broken, specks of glass falls from my hair as I look at the shattered pieces scattered on my lap. I turn my head, and my eyes widen at the sight of the silver pole pierced straight between Mason and I. f**k. I blow out a breath of air. Squinting, my blurred vision zones in on Mason. He's still knocked out, his head pressed against the cracked window, his temple bleeding, a streak of crimson rolls down his cheek.
"Mason," I lift my arms, and they've never felt heavier in my life. I reach over the stainless steel pole, the t
