Standing in the Eye

Sarah

"Sarah!" I cry-yelled over and over, until i realized i had to see her. now. but, my car....it was in the parking lot that got destroyed!! Jay.... he has a car!!! i rushed back out of the closet and hugged him. holding back the tears, i said something that sounded like jibberish. "Sarah! hospital! go now, see must her!" taking deep breathes, i couldn't help but think why was she in there?! Is she dying? did she break her leg? An arm? maybe.....
My brain and heart hurts thinking about it and i know she'll be alright. or atleast, i told myself that....
5 minutes later we pulled up at the hospital. rushing in, i asked for Sarah piniped. The nice lady said, "oh, im soo sorry, shes in surgery right now. but, you can stay until she gets out!" i was indecisive and I guess i just wanted to know how long. i asked, but, 14 hours?!?!?!
" Shes okay.. right??" i asked.
"Well," oh no. "she has some broken ribs and bones, but thats all i can tell you." " Looks like she crushed them. that cant be good. Sorry sweetie" i turned around to see the familier face of jay.
" I just want to see sarah!" i said, the hugged him, and he carried me out to the car, like my dad did when i was 8. I cried more. and i prayed for sarah. and i cried even more. i cried for sarah, for my parents, and for being in this mess.