It's Hard To Explain. ∞

C14

If felt like a million eyes were staring at me. I had a maroon cast on my wrist, I was a normal guy. A couple tatoos and a lip percing. I don't know why so many eyes were staring at me. I looked around the check-in room where I was sitting. I wonder if the people in the car were fine. I would assume they were fine they hit a motercycle. I mean my motercycle was even fine it was just her and I who were hurt.

"Where's Rosie Rider?" The lady scaned through her files on her computer.

"We d-don't have anyone by that name. Are you sure thats her name?"

"Yes. Thats her name. She was in a car crash. Broke her leg in serval spots, shaddered her wrist, and her side was cut up." I started crying in the lobby. More eyes fell on me instantly.

"That story sounds very fimilar. I will look up a name I rember."

I saw the screen flash.

'Rosie Lynn Marie Rider'. Her info came up and room number.

"I needed her full name that was why it wasn't coming up." I smiled and gave a sigh of relif. "Thrid floor, room 471."

"Thank you so much!" I ran to the elevator and rode to the third floor."

I swang the door open to her room.

"Sir, please be quite. He put his hand to stop me and hit my wrist. I screamed. Her heart monitor raised.

"What's wrong? Can I know what happened to my girlfriend?" I whispered, while my eyes were filling up with tears."

"She's not doning well sir. She's in..." He paused and it felt like his pause went on forever.