The Way He Works

Three

He called me around 5:00 while I was getting ready. " Hey what's your address?" He asked seeming lost. " Uh, 5692 West Lane." I said. " Okay I'll be there in like 10 minutes." He said excited. " Sounds good."

He got there and all he would do is stare at me. I noticed but didn't say anything. He wasn't paying attention to the road. We were on interstate 69 (haha get it?) and the traffic was really heavy. We were behind a semi when he smashed in to it. I flew forward and hit my head on the dash board. The airbags deployed and it made my head fly back with a huge amount of force that hurt my neck. I was to hurt to look over at him.

I was starting to get dizzy in the car and all I heard were the mumbles of the police and paramedics. My arm, legs and ribs hurt. The next thing I know is that I'm being pulled out of the car. I cried so hard because of the pain. I was put into the ambulance and hauled over to the hospital. The section of the interstate was cut off because of the accident.

I could hardly see. I was starting to see stars. I heard the paramedic on the radio say franticly " We've got a young woman with 2 broken ribs and possible broken right arm and left leg." I knew then that what happened to Anston was twice as bad as what happened to me.

I was rushed into the OR to be worked on. They put me to sleep I couldn't remember anything and I didn't want to.

After I woke up I was in an empty room and the only thing I could hear was "Beep, beep, beep..." I thought I was dying. If Anston was dead I wanted to. My parents came in and sat by the bed side. My mom was crying so hard and I heard my dad cry too. It was so heartbreaking and made me want to reverse that day and say no to Anston.

The doctor came in to deliver some news about Anston. This is where I paid so much attention because you're talking about to most kind, charming guy I know. " Anston is in a coma. We are doing everything we can. We aren't sure if he will recover." My heart stopped for a few seconds and the machine went " Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep." My mom cried harder and thought I was dead and that she would have me as a kid anymore.