Hello Again

Rain

Rain, rain rain rain, that's all there was, rain.
If someone said it was raining cats and dogs they'd be wrong, it's raining wolves and lions. The good news now is that I have a valid excuse for being late. Alissa my bully of an acquaintance bombarded me at the supermarket asking me to go to her engagement party, if anyone else would've asked I would've said sure without out a second thought but I knew an engagement party with Alissa would be a whole night of subtle and not so subtle jabs at how I'm single and she's just further ahead in life. Sadly she got me when my guard was down and I couldn't think of an excuse in time. Someone else might've just said no but I'm a people pleaser who would rather chop off my toes then confront someone. Luckily the weather is on my side today and I can be late with a valid excuse. Getting up off my bed I pick out a long satin light blue skirt and a matching singlet crop top hoping they'll bring out my bluey green eyes. Ignoring that there's a thread showing from when I rehemend it, I put it on.Luckily I have a pretty big family and my younger sister Tahlia is my size and rich, so I get all her rejects. I touch up my makeup going for a light and natural look and take my dark brown hair out of the braids I did last night and run my hands through it letting it hang just below my shoulders in soft curls. I had blond hair through the second half of high school and my first year of college but soon realised that being an adult meant having money and little broke me decided eating was more important then my hair. I put on some white strappy high heels and checked myself out before grabbing my keys and purse and Running out to the car, blowing kisses to my fat staffy Jeff. I really hope the restaurant she's booked has heating. As I turn the key I hit the dashboard hard and rev, my car makes some weird sounds but I ignore them like I always do and start driving. Crap this weather is bad, I can hardly see. I decide to take the back roads to town as there a bit quicker, although I'm glad I have an excuse I'm still scared of Alissa and don't want to be too late. As I'm coming over a hill i see a car in the distance on the side of the road. That's weird, not many people take these back roads. I see smoke rising up from the car and Suddenly I'm really anxious, as I get closer my stomach fills with more butterflies and I feel sick. There's smoke coming out the front of the car. "Shit, shit , shit" this car is clearly smashed. Pulling over I jump out of the car and run to check to see what's wrong, cursing myself for wearing heels as go. Looking in through the smashed window of the car my heart drops. There's a guy, an unconscious blood on his face guy. "Shit, okay. breath. Just breathe. I need to call 911" crap my phones in the car, I start to sprint over but trip in the rain.  "Fuck" I yell, jumping up with stones in my red hands. I tear off my high heels and run. Rubbing my eyes, the tears blurring my vision. I rip my door open and grab for my phone, fumbling and dropping it. I pick it up but it's soaking wet so I wipe it on my car seat. It's starts ringing and I see it's Alissa. "Ugh why now" i answer and yell "fuck off" then immediately hang up. My fingers won't stop shaking and I'm struggling to dial 911.
"911 what's your emergency"
"Please send help, there's been an accident"
" miss what is your name"
"Lily"
"Okay lily breathe, are you injured"
"I'm fine but please, send help, I think he's dying" I semi yell well crying.
I quickly explain the situation
"Lily we have pinned your location and help is on its way, it will be there as soon as possible"
I don't feel relieved, suddenly living 10 minutes out of town feels like 10 hours away.
"Lily, go check on the injured man and tell me what you see"
I run over ignoring the pain in my feet.
" shit it's bad. Oh no no no. He has a huge piece of glass stabbed in his stomach, oh and theres blood. So much blood" I sob
" lily can you open the door"
I pretty much rip the door of its hinges
"Yes"
" ok now listen carefully I want you to see if you can stop the bleeding a little, any material or something you can put over it?"
" okay " My voice comes out shaky.
I pulled down my skirt and immediately put it on his stomach around the glass pressing lightly.
"Hey you listen to me, you can't die. Please. I know people will miss you. Okay if you see a light you walk away okay." I cry at the man.
After what felt like hours I hear sirens and the help arrives. The 911 operator hangs up and the professionals do there thing. After the ambulance has left the police question me and thank me for helping the man. It doesn't feel like I helped though, if feels like I took forever and stumbled all over the place, if he dies I know I'll never forgive myself for those little mistakes. I slowly walk over to my car ignoring all the texts I'm getting from Alissa.

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"Miss are you okay" the lady came running out from behind the reception room. She was smaller then me somehow with natural red hair and square glasses. "Was a man brought in here from a car crash" I ask hiccuping a bit. She puts a hand on my shoulder and guides me to a chair next to a lady and her daughter. I glance at my  reflection and groan. My wet hair is plastered to my face and my mascara is all over my face like a panda. There's obvious crying lines in my foundation and dryed snot around my nose. Add on to that my soaking wet semi see through singlet top and my grey sweat pants with the huge red wine stain down the side and you get the picture, I was a wreck. I wasn't even wearing shoes. The mother and daughter got up and moved seats. I would too.
"Miss the man was just emitted and is in emergency surgery. It could be hours waiting time. Are you family?"
"Ah no"
"Oh........I see"
I could tell she was immediately considering calling security so I hastily replied.
"I'm the girl who called 911. I found him."
A look of understanding and relief crosses her face.
"Thank you, you may have saved his life"
I give her a stiff headed nod and start chewing my lip in worry. May have. That's what she said. He could still die. I blink back tears and close my eyes, "please god let him live" I whisper.

"WHERE IS HE"
My eyes shoot open. A tall black haired man is there looking very worried.
"Where is Jackson" he asked the receptionist. That name rings a bell in my head but I quickly push it aside. I can now see the mans crying.
"He's just out of surgery but he's not awake yet. You'll be able to see him soon"
I stand up at that.
"Is he okay?" I semi yell at the receptionist.
"He's fine miss."
I start getting teary but blink the tears away. So much relief passes through me.
I glance up at the clock in shock, I've been asleep for 3 hours!
"How do you know Jay" the tall black haired man asks as he walks over to me.
I gulp. He is handsome. Tall and muscular, with a sharp jawline, brown eyes and lots of freckles. The name Jay immediately reminds me of someone but I push it aside knowing theres no way. The tall man looks me up and down not being subtle about it at all, but he's not checking me out, it looks like he's concerned about my mental health.
"I was the one who found him" I whisper looking at the ground. He speeds up his walk to me and for some reason I feel like I'm about to get told off. Then suddenly I'm pulled into a bone crushing hug.
"Thank you" he whispers.
"Tis Kay" I wheeze out.
He drops me after hearing me and realising I really can't breath.
"How do you know Jay" I ask. He sits down next to me and starts nervously rubbing his hands together.
"I've know jay since forever. Our parents were best friends. Man when I got the call my heart dropped. I thought i was having a nightmare or something."
He looks teary and again and I put my hand on his shoulder and give him a squeeze. He looks at me and gives a sad  smile. Something about joint grief just let's strangers act like the closest of friends without it being weird.
"I'm Kev by the way, short for Kevin." He reaches out his hand and I shake it.
"Lily, short for lillian" I give a sad smile back. A look crosses his face but he quickly shakes his head and looks away.
"Were are Jays parents" I ask Kev
"In Japan with mine. They couldn't get flights back till tomorrow night."
"Oh, poor them" I reply.
He slowly nods his head. We sit in silence for awhile, not awkward, just sad silence.
"How bad was it" Kev suddenly whispers.
I don't know how to answer him but before I can I start tearing up and he just nods his heads again swallowing loudly. I see him wipe some tears away.
I try to think of something funny or happy to say make Kev smile but my brain is drawing a blank.
A nurse walks through the sliding door
"Jays ready for visitors now" he says.
"You go Kev. I'll go after if he has any energy left"
"Thank you again" Kev whispers before standing up and leaving.