I Have A Feeling

a hospital bed

    this is in Bailey's p.o.v.
   I woke up with a migrain and a very white room. I looked closer and realized I was in a hospital room. Just great. Too much pressure I thought. This had to be the worst day of my life.
       I tried to sit up and the moniters went off. I'm so done right now I thought as a nurse rushes in. She fiddles with the moniters and they stop making noises.
       "Your awake," she says and then she leaves. So much for peace and quiet. I rolled over and fall off the bed. The machines go off yet again and a different nurse comes in this time. I just lay on the floor and try not to cry.
        The nurse helps me back on the bed and checks my arm. Broken. I mentally curse myself again for today or was it still today?
     "Excuse me, how long have I been here?"  I ask her. She glances at me before answering.
     "A month I believe," she replies continuing to mess with my arm. "Can you remember your name?"
     "O fcourse my name is Bailey Walters." I tell her. "Why?"
      She didn't answer but instead left the room. Thanks for the talk I told myself. You were so helpful.
      Another nurse enters and starts wrapping my arm in a cast like object. She is gentler than the second one but slower too.
    "Have I really been here for a month?" I question hoping she would say no.
       "Oh no sweety you've only been here for a week or so." She responds and finishes wrapping my arm. "Do you remember what happened?"
        "I guess." She looks at me expectantly so I continue, "I was driving to get a massage when a gray car pulled out in front of me."
       "Why were you getting a massage?" She asked.
       "My best friend just died and I had a meeting meeting with my ex. I was stressed out."
        "Did you see the person in the car?"
        "No and why are you asking so many questions? I don't even know you."
         "I'm sorry my name is Carabell. I thought I told you that already."
        "How old are you Carabell?" She didn't look a day over twenty.
        "Usually you aren't supposed to ask a woman her age but I'll tell you anyway. I'm twenty-five." She turned her head and I noticed her eyes were different colors. One was green and the other was blue. My own eyes were brown so I'm not used to green and blue.
     Looking at her I noticed we didn't look alike at all. I was 5'9 and she looked to be about 5'3. She had short red hair while I had long brown hair.
     I must have been staring too long because she cleared her throat and left.
      
   The song above is fireflies by owl city. I like this song so I choose it for the song of the chapter. Every chapter will have a song with it.
    The picture above is how I see Bailey but you can view her however you want.
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