Driving Into Trouble

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    Ashley's POV

Oh my god my head is pounding. What the hell. Why is it so bright? I glanced around the room and see a hospital. How in the world did I get here. After a few minutes my vision adjusted to the light.

A young doctor and a strange lady walked in the room.

"Hello dear I'm Dr. Malcom, please tell me how you are feeling."

    " Uhh hi? I have a massive headache. What happened? Why am I here?" I have a sharp, stabbing pain in my forehead.

    "Okay, we will fix your head ache. You were in a car accident."

    All of a sudden the memories hit me. Shit, what did I get myself into.

    "Oh um, wow- I- what's the damage?" please don't be serious.

    "Well, you where T boned by a drunk truck driver. We had to preform emergency surgery on you leg and to fix your ribs. You have been out for about 3 days." As the words roll of his tongue he seems to have a look of sorrow in his eyes.

    "Where is Tracy? Is she here?"

    "This is where I need you to stay calm. Your step mother was here but left. I received a notice that she dropped her parental rights to you." Dropped me? How in the world could she do this. I don't know if I should be mad or happy. She was definitely a bitch all the time, but she also really made my dad happy.

    "What will happen to me?" I don't wanna be in foster care, and I'm pretty sure my dad has no siblings.

    "Yes, so we actually were able to contact your birth mother. She is the lady right here. She is willing to take you in if you agree of course." That lady is my mom. Dad told me she died a long time ago.

    I don't wanna be in foster care. I'm gonna talk to here or this will not be good.

    "May I speak to her alone?"

    "Of course, please take your time." Dr. Malcom said as he began to walk out of the room.

    "Hello, I'm Ashley it's nice to meet you." I said in a shaky voice.

    "Hi I'm Sarah Marcello, it's so nice to finally meet you."

    "I- I was told you died at my birth why am I just meeting you?" There's no doubt this woman has to be my mom. We look almost identical.

    "Yes, well no, I did not die. Your father unfortunately ran away with you when you were 3 days old. I live in North Carolina with your other siblings. Your father left no trace of himself. I only just found you you where still alive 2 days ago." She said in a soft caring voice

    "Oh my I- I have siblings? And why would he run away?"

    "Yes you have 4 Older brothers and I never found out why your father left." Woah I- damn.

    "Holy shit. I do?"

    "Yes."

    "Now about living with you, if I say no what happens?"

    "You will be put into either a group home or foster care."

    "Okay I guess I would go with you."

    "Now you can change you mind anytime just please let me know."