Johnny constantly worried about you...he was your boyfriend so it was only natural for him to worry. And his worrying seemed to skyrocket when you started driving. You'd both gotten your license around the same time and most of the time Johnny would be the one driving. Picking you up, dropping you off, when you guys hung out it was always Johnny driving.

He knows you're a good driver, but it's not your driving he's concerned about...it's the other twats sharing the road with you that scare him. You're parents did their best to get you a decent car but it was old....so Johnny took up the new hobbie of working in your car and installing new parts and safety measures. He's done every thing in his power to make sure you're safe...but he can't control other people.

So when he got a call saying you'd gotten into a wreck he felt his heart stop. A cold dread, making his stomach churn.

Johnny was out the door in a matter of seconds, his mind realing with the worst possible scenarios playing in his head.

When he pulled up to the scene the flashing lights of the ambulance and police cars made his heart drop, but what really caught his attention was your car...it was totalled.

Johnny felt like he was going to puke.

He rushed over to the back of the ambulance to find you.