Dylan's POV
I get a call from Felisha... I am told that Lux was hurt bad and is in the OR at our hospital. I drop what I'm doing and grab my car keys and rush over there as fast as I can. I get there and see Felisha sitting in the waiting room. Her arm is in a cast so I'm guessing she broke her arm in the accident. Shes crying.
Lux has been in the OR for a long time. When she was stable we were told she had broken a couple ribs and had a lot of really bad bruises. Her lung had also collapsed but could be repaired. She wasn't allowed anyone in the room so we are still waiting. She was still unconscious and hasn't woken up since the medics found her at the crash.
About an hour later she is rushed back to the OR. We are told her systems had crashed and she was going into cardiac arrest. She had lost a lot of blood and was needing a blood donation. Neither me or her sister was a match. But a nurse overherd and came out and said she was a match and would help. Lux was in the OR for another long time but ended up stable again. We were allowed in after a while. She woke up about half an hour after we were in there.
"How are you feeling?" I saw when she wakes up
"Like I was hit by a truck." She says
I laugh a tiny bit. "You were hit by a truck."
She stares at me for a second. "Well shit." She says in response
At that point me and her sister and the staff in the room laughed. She slowly started to get better.
Lux's POV
Once I was able to breathe without the help of an oxygen tank I left the hospital. Not wanting to be in there any longer.
The doctors wanted to keep me longer. But I wouldnt stay.
I know I was dying. I was told I was. But I didn't care. I didn't care that i was dying. I rather spent the last of my time doing what I normally do then spend it in a hospital room. I'm not afraid to die. I'm ready.
