Chapter 18

                      Amelia's P. O. V

       Breathe Amy,breathe. I said to myself multiple times. I crawled to where Ryan laid and gasped. There was a small cut on his forehead and he was bleeding through it. A water bottle knocked over sent water spilling but that was the least of my worries. I touched his forehead and discovered his body was icy cold. I have to do something, I need to do something but WHAT DO I DO!? 

       I checked his pulse, I felt it but it was really slow. I lowered my ear to his chest and found that his heart was hardly beating. He wasn't even breathing. If I don't do anything now, I might as well be carrying a corpse on my hands. I pushed my fears back and began giving him the CPR. My brain was running a million miles per hour as I prayed that Ryan would at least give me a sign that he was still here. His lashes moved and he coughed. I stopp