All I can hear is a faint "beep, beep"
I open my eyes slowly, my eyes were hard to open, they were heavy.
"w-w-where am I" I said weakly, looking around the room.
It was a white room with white and blue tiles for the flooring.
A tall man with dark brown hair and a white doctor's coat came into the room and greeted me with a smile
"Hello, Taylor I am Doctor Jones how are you feeling?" I took a moment to assess exactly how I felt
"Weak" I told him "what happened?" I asked
"Taylor you were in a severe car accident. The person driving the semi was killed on impact. He drove thru a red light and smashed into the side of your vehicle."
It took me a minute to process what had been told to me, he just looked at me while it sunk in.
"So am I ok? Can I go home?"
"You are Okay just a few cuts and bruises, you should be able to go home today I just need you to sign the release forms and if you start to feel worse come back, Okay?" He explained to me
"Okay will do, wait sir how long was I out, what is the time and date?" I asked worried I had missed too much school and work.
"You were out for two days it is Saturday and it is 5 a.m."
"Oh, okay thank you, can I sign those papers now?"
"Yes ma'am, here you are"
I quickly sign the papers and pay the bill, which broke my bank by the way, although my mind was far from the bill, all I could think about was what are my parents going to say, what are they going to do.
I raced to the house, it only took a few minutes we live about ten minutes away by foot, which is what I was stuck with because my gorgeous little bug was totaled.
I was greeted by my parents, they were furious, you could almost see the furry in the air,
"Where the hell have you been, there is a sink full of dishes and baby has miss doggie school twice." My mother shouted
"And I am starving, I had to cook for myself three times" My father added
"I"
My father cut me off before I could get another word out
"No excuses you are out I want you out of my house, and off my property. After you do our dished you have ten minutes to get out and I never want to see your sorry face ever again".
I wash what seems like a years' worth of dishes.
"How can two people make so many damn dishes in two days" I thought t myself and packed my things.
I was out on the streets,
"What am I going to do" I cry to myself.
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