"Is everyone alright?" Dad asked.
"Yeah," I heard Kasey said.
"I'm fine, too," I said, "I'm just staring at my bone."
I looked around. I found that I wasn't even in my seat, I was in the back of the truck.
We were lucky it didn't hit very hard.
I realized that I wasn't even wearing my seat belt in the car. I checked everyone else besides me. I swear I had my seat belt strapped on. At least nobody got killed.
Dad ran outside to find me in the back.
"You didn't have your seat belt on?" Dad asked.
"I swear I did," I said, dad helping me sit up.
Kasey ran outside. All she had was a little scratch on her forehead.
I was in a lot of pain. I could see my wrist bone sticking out. I tried to contain myself, tried to stay calm.
"Was this a hit and run?" Kasey asks, looking out.
"Looks like it. I'm calling 911," Dad replied.
Dad held my other hand while he called 911.
"That was a very lousy hit and run wasn't it? They didn't hit us very hard," I said, laughing.
"Well, they knocked you out of the car and made you break your arm. I guess as soon as they saw you fly out, they went away," Kasey said.
"True. But I was an idiot and decided not to check my own self for not wearing my seat belt," I replied.
"Okay, they're in their way," dad said.
I suddenly didn't feel any pain. My eyes began to widen and I fell on my back, passed out in the back of my dad's truck.
***
I wake up seeing my dad, Kasey and even her mom was standing beside Kasey.
I had a huge cast on my arm. They even made it blue for me. That's my favorite color.
I see Kasey holding my hand.
"Gosh, why did there have to be a hit and run? We all literally just got done going to a funeral and this happens," I say, chuckling a little.
"I have no idea, I'm just glad that your fine," dad replied.
Nobody really needed to answer that, but he did.
The doctor walked in. She wasn't very tall and she has some awesome blonde hair.
"Hello Bryce, your arm looked pretty nasty, so we had to get surgery to put the bone back in. We had to screw the bone back in place, and that should mean that you'll be in a lot of pain for a while. This may take a couple months to heal. I prescribed you some pain medications until that pain goes away," she told me.
"Thanks doctor..."
"Dr. Frederick, if you have any questions, just look for me," she said as she was walking out.
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Bruises
General FictionA boy, Bryce, and his 7 year old brother get abused everyday. They have been for as long as they can remember, but the one thing he never dreamed of finding, happens to him. He falls in love with a girl, and she actually likes him. Throughout the st...