Before You Came Back

Chapter 4

C O L L I N S

We got to the hospital in 10 minutes. I knew I drove like a speed demon because in reality, it would normally take 20-25 minutes to get there.

I carried Dylan out of the car and rushed into the hospital. She kept complaining that it hurt a lot, so I assumed it was pretty bad. She's a really tough girl most of the time, and hardly cries about anything, but this time seems worse. I sat her down into a chair and quickly ran up to the desk.

"My sister broke her ankle, can she go in to see someone?" I asked the lady at the front desk.

She certainly didn't look nice, so much that I felt scared of her for a second.

"Fill out these forms then we'll take it from there." She held out a clipboard and a pen and when I went to get it, she shoved it forcefully into my chest.

"Thanks." I snapped back. I looked back and noticed her giving me death stares as I walked back to my seat.

I quickly filled out the forms and returned them to the desk. When I got back, I tried to call my mum again but it kept going straight to voicemail, so I decided to leave a message this time.

We waited for what seemed to be forever until Dylan was finally called in.

"Let's go." I picked her up again and walked into the doctor's room.

~25 minutes later~

"How long do I have to wear this?" Dylan complained as we walked out of the room.

Well I was walking but I don't know what Dylan was doing. She got a cast and crutches, but it showed that she obviously didn't know how to use the crutches. She was doing some really weird walk with them that made me want to laugh.

"The doctor said that you'll have to stay in the cast for a month or so, just until your ankle gets better." I answered, trying really hard to contain my laughter.

I couldn't hold it any longer and I burst out laughing, clutching my stomach as I bent over.

"What?!" She snapped at me.

"You." I could barely even get the word out. "Do you even know how to work crutches?" I asked her, even though the answer was quite obvious.

"No. But I'm sorry I'm not an expert in them!" She argued back.

I shrugged my shoulders. She'll learn how to use them, she's got to. She'll be with them for a month anyways. I chucked as she shot me an evil look.

"C'mon Dylan. Let's get you home to rest."

By the time we got home, it was 1:30 and my mum was home. Great. As soon as we entered the house she was on us.

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay Dylan?! I got your message Collins, thank you for leaving it. I'm sorry I couldn't answer the phone. But seriously, Dylan are you okay?" She went over to Dylan and was all over her.

"Trust me mum, I'm okay." Dylan reassured her.

"I'm just gonna go upstairs. I'll leave you two alone." I mumbled quickly and left the room.

Dylan will be okay, especially with all the attention of mum on her. In the meantime, I had to make sure I was okay.

I just saw Luke again before leaving to go to the hospital. And I hit him with my car, accidentally of course. I'm still debating whether he deserved it or not. But I just can't believe it. I was thought that after he disappeared, he died or something, actually I didn't really know what happened to him. All I knew was that he was gone. But now I know that I found him and that he's out there somewhere, and alive.