Cowboys and Mustangs

Happy Accident-Codi

"You sure you still want to go?" I ask the clearly still upset Chayni as I drive to the bar. I wasn't sure going to the bar was the best option for her. She isn't a big drinker nor does she like those type of crowds.

"Yes, I need to take my mind off him." She says surely,

"You're not gonna get drunk are you? Because I don't recommend getting drunk solely because of a guy." I warn her, knowing myself that the outcome is never good.

"No," she sighs. "Just a few, I at least want to have some fun this weekend. God, I'm angry." She mumbles but I'm glad she's venting to be instead of some stranger at the bar.

"Isn't long distance great?" I satirically mumble to myself as I focus on the dark road. Recalling the difficult times Weston and I have had when we've almost been broken up by the miles between us.

"Why did I have to have a thing for cowboys.."

She says making me laugh in agreeance, "You and me both sister."

For a few moments the music from her stereo fills the space between us, but when I see a pair of headlights make an 's' movement so I lean forward to take a better look. Looks like the driver keeps swerving at something in the road, a herd of deer maybe? "What the hell is that guy doing?" I mumble.

Before I could readily prepare myself the semi is within feet of us, unable to stop the three ton vehicle from hitting us. I turn the wheel so my side would take most of the damage, trying to save the young girl beside me. For a few moments all I hear are the sounds of metal crushing and alarms blaring while I feel like a pair of socks in a dryer. I feel myself fighting unconsciousness as I try to find Chayni, "Chay-cha, are you-"

A piercing noise hits my ears then all I see is black...

I feel myself stir in my sleep, suddenly severely uncomfortable. What did I sleep on? The most jagged rock on planet Earth? Then it hits me, holy shit does my head hurt? Did I hit my head on said rock then go on unconscious?

Wait.

It was no rock.

It was a semi, a three ton semi. A three ton semi that crashed into my pickup with me and Chayni in it. Oh God! Chayni! Is she alright? Where is she? Where am I?!

I feel my heart rate pick up as I try to fight my body into waking up, I can't stand seeing nothing but the back of my eyelids. God my body hurts like a bitch.

Then I hear a voice from not too far away from me, "No go ahead and sell them together."

Weston

Oh Weston thank God.

Finally my eyes open and I'm blinded by the lovely hospital lights. I'm not sure why, but my first reaction was to start getting these cords off me. I first took off my pulse oximeter which caused the monitor to sound. Then I started tugging on other cords, not paying much attention to the sound of chair being pushed back, "Codi, oh God Cods you're awake!"

Weston rushes to my side, putting his hand on top of my head and running his fingers through my hair, "What are you doing sweetheart? Put this back on," he says, putting the pulse ox back on my finger.

Then it feels like someone is deciding to play T-ball with my head, my head being the ball. I hiss in pain as I try to rub my temples with my fingers, but then my a fire shoots across my shoulder as I do so, "Babe don't move too much.. You've got a few broken bones." Weston says and I let my head fall back onto my pillow.

"How long was I out?"

"18 hours."

"When's the last time you slept?"