Outcome

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When I was younger my mom use to tell me to always think of others before yourself. She would always say, someone always has it worse than you. She would also say when you love someone, let them go.

*2 days earlier*

"BP is rising, we need to get her stable before we do anything else."

"She's losing a lot of blood."

"Patch up her wounds. Is the ambulance almost here?" someone yelled franticly.

"They're 2 minutes out doctor."

"Oh my god how did this happen?" a males voice yelled.

"She was hit by a car. Why was she walking down the road in the pouring rain anyway?" someone who was close to me yelled at the male's voice.

"Ambulance is here, get her on a stretch board."

"Nicole, Nicole can you hear me?" said a voice I recognize all too well.

"Justin" I said very faintly.

"Nicole I'm right here, I'm right here." He said quietly, I could tell he was crying.

"I'm sorry." I said before everything went black.

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*One Day ago*

"Nicole, my name is doctor Nickels. Could you tell me what has happened in the past couple days?"

"Was I hit by a car?" I said slowly.

"Yes, you were."

"Who? How, how did this happen?" I stutted.

"Mr. Bieber claim you two were having an argument, you ejected yourself from the vehicle and started walking down the road. Is that correct?" a sheriff asked me.

I didn't even see him until now, he was standing in the corner of the hospital room. I took a look around the room to see my mom sitting in a chair next to my bed. No one else was in the room, just me, the doctor, a cop and my mom.

"I think so. I don't remember much. But I do remember walking down the road, and some headlights approaching. But I never left the side of the road, I mean it's not like it was in the middle of the street."

"We understand that. You were on the side of the road and frankly you should have been save there but sometimes alcoholics like to get the car and think they can drive." The cop said.

I took a deep breath. "Am I okay or what's happening?" I took this moment to look down at myself. My leg was in a cast, so I'm assuming that I broke it and there are scratches all up and down my arms. I also have a terrible pain in my abdomen.

"Doctor Nickels will answer those questions. I for one am going to do a little more investigating and I will be back tomorrow." The cop said with a small smile as he left the room.

I watched him leave then I gave my attention to the doctor. He gave me a small smile before he started talking.

"So you some internal bleeding and we took you into surgery and fixed it but we want to watch you for the next couple days just to make sure there's no infection. You also fractured your leg when the car hit you. We put a cast on it, I'm assuming it will take a couple weeks for it to heal. If I didn't know better I would say you are pretty lucky to have so many little injury's as you were hit directly by a drunk driver." He gave me a small smile. "I'll give you guys some privacy." He said before walking out the door.

I took a deep breath as soon as I heard the door close.

"I'm so glad you're okay." My mom said as she stood up and hug me.

I groaned in pain, I would assume from my surgery.

"Oh sorry hon." She said giving me a sympathetic look. "I'm going to go grab something to eat, do you want something?"

"No I'm fine."

"You have to eat something Nicole."

"I'm not hungry." I said sharply.

"Okay, I'll be right back."

"Mom?" I said before she left "Will you had me my laptop?"

"Sure." She said before handing it to me.

"I'll be back." She said as she walked out the door.

I quickly opened my laptop and searched a name I never wanted to speak of ever again.

Charles Johnson

I hesitated before pressing the search button but when I did, I came to conclusion that my prediction was correct.

I was hit by a drunk driver and the driver was my father.

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Hey guys, sorry for the wait. Unfortunately you guys might be waiting a lot. I start college next week and I wont have much time to write. I apologize in advance, I love you guys and all of your support. I just ask for some patience and to bare with me. Much love xxx 

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