Can't Talk? (Hayes Grier)

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I lifted my hand to my head. There was a bandage around it. What happened?

Wait, oh my god, mom! My eyes shot open. Oh no I'm in the hospital! Where's my mom?! I tried to scream but nothing came out of my mouth, it only made my throat hurt. I started to panic looking around the room.
A man in a white suit and a younger looking women burst through the door that was in front of me. They rushed to both sides of the bed as I tried to question them or stand up.
"Honey? Sweetie please calm down" The lady begged me holding on to one of my hands. Why can't I talk? Is my mom okay? What's going on? I tried to ask them questions as my breathing became rapid.
"Carly, we'll tell you everything if you calm down" The man, probably a doctor, assured me. I started taking deep breaths to slow my breathing and closed my eyes. Once I calmed down I reopened my eyes. They both had sincere looks on their faces. Oh no something's wrong. Tears slowly started to fall down my face.
"Shh honey it's okay, you're safe. Everything will be alright" The woman, nurse, said to me. I nodded trying to stop my tears.
"Alright" The man said taking a seat next to the bed, "Do you remember driving to school with your mother?" My mom. We were driving to school and that car pulled out. We crashed. I nodded.
He sighed and looked at the nurse. She turned to me.
"When you two crashed, something hit your throat and, for now, you won't be able to talk," She explained. What? Can't talk? I can't talk?! She squeezed my hand giving me a sincere smile.
"You also hit your head which is why we thought you would've forgotten what happened" The doctor told me, "Um, Carly, your mother" oh no, "Your mother passed away, her body was too damaged after the car accident. Im so sorry sweetie"
This can't be happening. My mother? Dead? No! This is not real. I repeated it to myself in my head. Wet tears started to fall rapidly down my face. I covered my face with my hands trying to hide from the truth. My mother. My friend. The person I've known for my whole life. The person who's taken care of me for my whole life. Gone.
I felt hands patting my back trying to comfort me. It wasn't working though. I knew I had no where to go. I had no one. No one that loves me. Everyone, everything important in my life is gone.