Chapter 102. Traumatised

KEIRA’s POV

I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling with my phone clutched in my good hand. I took a deep breath and hit the call button, praying that Clint would answer. After a few rings, he picked up.

"Hey, Keira," Clint's smooth voice came through the line, and I felt my heart rate slow a little. "What's up?"

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "Clint, there was an accident. I was in a car with Natasha and lost control of the steering. I do not know how, but I could not control the car again, and because of that, we hit a pole on the side of the road."

"What? Are you okay?" Clint's voice was concerned, and I could hear him rustling around, probably looking for his keys.

"I am okay, but my arm is messed up. I think I broke it." I winced as I moved my arm slightly, feeling the pain shoot through it.

"I'm coming over," Clint said firmly. "I need to check on you and ensure you are doing okay. Where are you?"

"I am home. Natasha is to