Secrets of an outcast

Crash

When I had arrived back at the entrance I made no move to say goodbye to reception. I just shoved the door open, I was very surprised it didn't fall off. Thankfully there was no one in sight.

I backed my white Aston Martin out of where I had parked earlier, stupidly on the edge of the road as opposed to my parking area, and went to pull out.

As soon as I had begun turning, A car seemingly came from nowhere and rammed into the side of my car.

I cursed loudly as I was shoved sideward's in my seat, my head whacked the window with an enormous amount of force and an audible thud.

I felt the glass shatter as I hit it, I cursed again. The shattered remnants of the window poured down over me like droplets of rain.

Blood was pooling at the side of my head, I reached my quivering hand up to it and gently placed my fingers over the ache. After I brought my fingers back down I looked at them and they where stained with crimson blood. The car backed up and rammed into me again, my head went through the last of the remaining glass and I felt the pooling of blood on my head spill over and trickle like red tears down my cheeks, onto my white polo shirt and my levis.

I opened my door and stumbled out of the car, my vision was clouded and I could mainly see black spots. I tried to see who had rammed into my car but they had already sped off down the busy high street.

I staggered back towards Alpha, knowing I needed medical attention.

"Sir!" Jared shouted, panicked as I came through the doors.

"Hi,Jared. Just had some mindless idiot ram into my car, could you call medical down please?" I requested, attempting to stay calm.

"Wouldnt you like me to drive you to the hospital, Sir?" Jared was still in shock.

"Do whatever. I just need to sit." I felt very dizzy,it was hard to form a sentence.

"Calling 999 now sir,take a seat."

I limped over towards the red leather chairs , they were placed in front of a black wall and on top of white marbled floor, I sunk into the chair and shut my eyes, trying to gain some control over my frenzied mind.

I heard a loud intake of breath and my eyes darted open to witness one of my workers looking very ashen. Her name was Ariana, she was a leggy blonde who seemed to dress like it was a nightclub. Today she had set a new record, 5 inch red heels and a skimpy little black lacy dress that almost didn't cover the necessities.

I didn't particularly enjoy her company. She was too at ease with me.

"Justin! What happened to you?" She crossed over the room and took a seat beside me.

"Car rammed mine...hit...head...glass..." I was so dizzy I couldn't form an sentence the walls were blurry and I could still see black spots clouding my vision, I tried to focus on her face but I just couldn't do it, so I simply turned my head in the direction of her and gazed with unseeing eyes. I couldn't quite understand why she cared for me more than my other workers, especially because i was less-than-friendly towards her. Even with my blurred vision I could still see her glowing orange face with harlot red lipstick smeared carelessly over unnatural lips.

"Justin! You need to go to hospital for crying out loud!" She screeched.

"I... Just...need...rest...."

"Has someone already called 999?" she said softer.

"Jared... had called."