Ashton Bailey Car Accident Novels & Stories

Even though the doctors confirmed that he would be fine, Hannah still blamed herself for what had happened. The door to Ashton's hospital room swung open, and Victoria entered with Rachel at her side. Hannah quickly stood and gave Victoria a respectful nod. "How is Ashton?" Victoria asked. "He hasn't woken up yet, but the doctors say he's stable. His injury will heal after surgery," Hannah replied weakly. Victoria gave a slight nod. She had probably already heard about the accident from people on the scene, but she had yet to hear Hannah and Ashton's side of the story. Hannah braced herself, ready for Victoria's confrontation. She wouldn't run.

Ashton was a terrible driver. He did not slow down over bumps or even obey traffic laws, and his poor sense of business was also driving me insane. On multiple occasions, I nearly hit my head on one hard surface or another. I had to hurriedly put on my seatbelt for safety. The idiot might actually crash the car, and then we would be the ones dead. “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you want a bite.” He grinned, running his tongue across his teeth. “I don’t have fangs, see?”

I stand conflicted in the hallway for a little over two minutes before chasing after her with every intention of telling her the truth about what happened the day that bird flew through the window. But Bailey is standing in the supply room with her phone pressed to her ear, her brow pinched. “Okay–okay. Yes. I’m so sorry to hear this, I–I can’t really wrap my head around it.” She meets my eyes, looking suddenly frantic. “Okay, sure. No, that’s not necessary. All right, goodbye.” She hangs up and almost drops her phone. “What’s going on?” “Dr. Ashford is in the hospital. He was–he’s in the ICU in really rough shape.”

I choke quietly. "What happened," Beth asks in a choked whisper knowing something was wrong if I was upset with a call from Annie. The last time I cried after a call from Annie, my mom died. "She and Ashlee were in a car accident. Annie made out with bruises from her seatbelt, cuts from glass and a broken arm from blocking her airbag. Ashlee got the full impact and is currently unconscious. She's going to call when there's an update," I choke quietly as Beth breaks into uncontrolled sobs.

The car hit her and she landed on the fall on her belly. I rushed to her, I didn’t care about anyone there. “Baby love, it’s okay. I’m right here, I’m here baby, open your eyes.” She was closing her eyes slowly, her breath was slow but steady. Santiago had called the ambulance already. The driver rushed out of the car, curbing and asking for mercy. “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t see her there.” Santiago took him out of my sight. I held Ashley very close to me, I was scared to lift her and cause more damage. The ambulance got here quicker than expected and took Ashley to the hospital immediately.

She turned the steering wheel and stepped on the gas pedal vigorously. Asher smiled coldly, straightened the steering wheel and blocked Agnes way out directly. "Bang!" There was another loud noise. The two cars crashed directly into each other and the red car emitted smoke. Hailey opened the door and got out of the car. Agnes's car window has been shattered. She could see the heads of the two people in the two people in the car were knocked against the glass and their forehead were full of blood. Both of them fainted at the same time.

“The full file contains photographs and statements that even your mother has not looked at in years. You will see it if you insist, but not tonight. Tonight, you will get the truth in order.” My chest tightened. It was firm, but it was not dismissive. That was more than I had been given before. Celeste opened her tablet and placed it on the small table. “Twelve years ago, there was an accident on the riverside road during a storm. The original report called it a vehicular accident caused by low visibility. However, later private investigation found signs that another vehicle may have forced the Bailey car off the road.” My fingers went cold. “Someone caused it?”

“We should go now. I'll call the police on our way.” He slowly walked her to his car. He made her sit on the passenger seat and buckled up the seat belt. He was about to close the door but suddenly grunted in pain. She saw the younger guy standing behind Ashton. Ashton's face turned beet red and he had difficulty standing on his legs. Kathy saw blood stains on his hip and abdomen. She tried to rush out of the car while he pushed her back inside.

Michael hailed a taxi and made his way back to the hospital like he promised earlier in the day. Ashley sat in her office chair, still reeling from the phone call with Alex. As she tried to focus on her work, her mind kept drifting back to the accident she witnessed earlier that day. She remembered the sickening crunch of metal as a car and a truck had collided at the intersection near the airport, and the way the damaged vehicle had been rendered unrecognizable. But what haunted Ashley was the memory of the ambulance driving away, its siren wailing mournfully. She had watched from a distance as the paramedics loaded the victim onto the gurney, never realizing that it was Marcellus, Larisa's

"Emily Borges, 31, passed away during the ambulance transport. William Ashford, 33, is critically injured and has been rushed to London Central Hospital." A few drops fell onto the keyboard, and I realized they were mine; I hadn't noticed I was crying. I wiped my face with the sleeves of Will’s shirt and scrolled further down, where I saw images of the accident scene... I covered my mouth to muffle a sob. It was truly devastating; the front of the car was totaled, and the driver’s side windshield had a massive hole where, clearly, someone had been thrown through. "My God! How did I never see this?" Now I understood why Susan never spoke of it.