Until I met you.
"Have a safe trip." I smile as I close the limo door, and watch as John and Grace drive away. I look at the rice covered pavement and sigh, walking to my car. "Wait up!" I heard Melanie yell, and look back at her, walking up to me. "What?" She looked confused. "Are you okay Issac?" I shrugged. "Just tired." I turned toward the car again, and heard her let out an aggrivated sigh. "Issac." I turn back, looking at her.
"Is it because I didn't dance with you?" I open the car door and sit in the seat. "Mel, just please go and have a fun night okay?" She smiled, hugging me. "Thank you!" She ran off, and went up to Damen.
The drive home, was so silent, and boring. Why would Melanie go home with Damen the first night of meeting him? It really didn't seem like her, at all. Maybe she is that type of girl, and she just doesn't think of me the way I think of her. I have no idea.
The light in front of me turned green, and I went forward, but I guess that the guy in the other lane didn't care that hir turned red, because he slammed into the front of my car.
The loud crash created an annoying, ringing sound in my ears, and I could feel pressure on my arm, but I couldn't open my eyes, I'm not sure I wanted to. I heard someone screaming, and could just barely make out what they were saying "Sir! Are you okay?! I'm calling the ambulance, please, just hang on!"
I soon heard sirens, and saw flashing lights, and started to cry. I couldn't die, I just couldn't. I thought back to the night I was young, but not about the bad things that happeed, I thought about Nina, my mother. The woman who took me in and made sure I grew up to be a promising young man, I wasn't her biological son, but she treated me just as well as one.
I kept nodding in and out of consciousness. I went from the car, and opened my eyes, as I was being rolled on a hospital bed, and into the ambulance, I couldn't move, nor could I keep my eyyes open long enough, and they shut.
I woke a few more timmes, getting out of the ambulance, and into a room, and then being hooked to machines. "Sir?" I heard a woman say, So I looked around, to find a young, blonde doctor looking at me, and I nod. "Sir, do you know where you are?" I open my mouth, "Hospital." But it was low and hoarse. "Do you know why?" I nod. "Accident." She scribbled something down on the papers on the clip board in her hands.
"Issac, is it? Issac what?" I sighed, trying to sit up, but failing. "Johnson." She wrote that down on the paper, I assume. "Okay, issac, is there anyone you'd like us to call?" I thought for a minute. John and Grace were on their Honeymoon, Melanie was with Damen, and my mother was two whole states away.
"No, I guess not." She sighed, standing up from the chair, taking down my insurace information, and walking out of the room. I looked around, noticing my clothes in a bag on a chair, bloody clothes. What happened to me? And why can't I sit up? I closed my eyes, and fell asleep.
I heard my names a few times, but I didn't want to talk to anyone, so I kept my eyes closed, until I heard the doctor say my name again, sighing. "Issac, I know you're awake. There is someone here for you." I open one eye, and look at the doctor. "Who?" I so badly hoped it was Melanie.
"Issac!" I heard my mom crying. I glared at the doctor, and then looked at my mom. my voice cracking as I spoke. "You didn't have to come." She placed her hand on my shoulder. "Don't be crazy, you're lucky I don't yell at you for not having them call me in the first place!"
She wasn't happy, but she sat beside me. "Were you drinking?" I shake my head, my throat hurting too much from talking, even those few words. "The doctor called, saying that You were in an accident, and that you didn't want to contact anyone, but it was urgent." I sigh. "Mom.." She held up her hand.
"Issac, look at yourself." I shook my head, I really didn't want to see myself. "I can't" Is all I could manage to get out, I hurt all over, and I knew I looked horrendous. I didn't want to see. "Want me to call John?" I shook my head. He was on his honeymoon, I didn't want to bother him.
I fell back asleep, and for the first time in a long time, I dreamt of my birthparents, from befoore they were killed.
"Issac, you know you can't do that." My father said laughing, and shaking his head as I hold a piece of bologna over my mom's face and drop it onto her cheek. "She just won't wake up Daddy!" I Jump around as he rips off the sliced meat stuck to her face. "Issac, son." I look over at him, and smile.
"What Daddy?" He drops it back onto her face, and laughs, but she quickly jolts up and looks at him, his face stunned, jaw wide, not susre what to do. "Daddy! How dare you!" I grin, and keep plaing with my toy airplane. "He started it." My mom laughed, throwing the slice of bologna at him, and it sticks to his face.
I wake up to my doctor changing my gauze on my head. "Goodmorning." She looks down at me, frowning a bit. "Yourn mother, went to get some food." I nod, and point to my glass of water, and she hands holds it up to my lips, and I sip from the straw. I let out a low, barely noticable "That's good."
I notice that I can't move my body still, and look at the doctor, my voice cracking. "Why can 't I move?" She lets out a long sigh, and lookss around the room, I could tell she barely wanted to say anything about it to me just yet, but since she is a doctor, she knows she has to.
"Well, Issac. I think I should wait to tell you until your mom is here." I sigh and roll my eyes, feeling like I am a child. She obviously already knew what was wrong with me, so why did I have to wait?
She probably noticed at how annoyed I was, because she closed the door and sat next to me. "I'll tell you." I look at her, and stare into her eyes as she talks. "The other driver hit your car, you are extremelyy lucky to be alove, you know. Your left arm was impailed, it's broken, and in a cast. You can't move because your chest and legs are numb, because they are badly cut and we gave you numbing medication." She took a deep breath.
"Also, your face is bruised, a few cuts, and you have quite a few stitches on your arm, legs, and side. " I nod, tears in my eyes. "But there is good news." I shake my head, sure there wasn't anything good about all of this. "You get to go home tomorrow." I furrow my eyebrows, and she laughs lightly. "We'll be giving you pain meds, and a nurse will visit you. Would you like to try and walk?" I shake my hed. If I could walk, I would feel much better.
"I'll have to hold onto you, until your legs aren't numb." I nod, not caring, I just want to get up and walk. "I got you." She grabbed my arm, and held me up, and as I tried to take a step, I could feel my toes, and I smiled, speaking even though it hurt to talk. "I thought I was paralyzed." She shook her head. "Like I said, you are extremely lucky."
It's funny to think that me, getting in a car accident would end up with me being lucky. But my doctor defintely made me feel lucky. She was short, kinda like Melanie. But she was so different. She had short curly blonde hair, big blue eyes, and I could tell she had a nose ring, but the must take it out for work. She had freckles on her nose, and cheeks, dimples, and she had, what i would call, perfect lips.
When I first saw Melanie, I thought to myself, she was gorgeous, different, and interesting, and then when we became best friends, I was still nervous, but then when the same thing that happened to me, happened to her, I felt close to her, and I coforted her. Now, thinking of her, I am kind of glad I didn't ask her to be my girlfriend. I am starting to feel like a brother to her, and I think I may be okay with that.
"Issac, you're doing it! You're walking!" I smiled as I looked down at my feet, wincing a bit because I could feel the pain in my legs. I looked a my doctor's nama tag, and smiled, looking at her, speaking. "Thank you Isobelle." She blushed a bit, and laughed. "It's doctor Palm." I shook m head. "I like Isobelle better." She let go of me, and stood next to me. "Fine, call me Izzy."
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