Long Way Down《H.S》

1] The one

I awoke with a certain urge or feeling that was pulling me to get out of this room, and that something just right outside my door was waiting for me. I got up stumbling to my feet, remembering that I'm in the hospital and that I have a broken leg and fractured finger. I'm guessing the nurse heard me and ran into the room almost falling too. I try not to laugh at the ironic coincident."Is everything okay ma'am?" She asks. "Oh.. yes" I say while she's helping me to my feet.

The nurse nods heading towards the door but not before I stop her "Uum excuse me do you know how I got here and possibly tell me why i'm here besides my broken leg and fractured finger?" She nods her head slowly before saying "Miss...you were in a car accident a few days ago." she watches my expression closely expecting me to go off my bonkers and go crazy but thats not the case here. I sigh loudly then notice that she said a few days ago and my expression immediately hardens.

why was I here this long. seeming to have read my mind The nurse clears her throat knocking me out of thought and says "Due to the healing of your leg and finger you had to stay a day extra. Does that clear everything up?" I ponder over her words before nodding my head and asking when am I allowed to leave. She tells me in an hour before leaving the room. An hour later Marcy is checking me out of the hospital. Marcy is my older sister she's in college right now but they're on break.

As we're leaving the hospital I felt like someone was stareing at me. I cocked my head to the right a little noticing a tall, lanky man with a head full of long, curly locks and beautiful emerald eyes staring right at me. I felt butterflies in my stomach for some reason. His emerald eyes were addicting and looked like they could swallow me up. We continue to just stare at each other. It wasn't awkward..it was actually kind of comforting or intimidating...I can't decide. Marcy nudges my arm causing me to break my gaze off the strange unfamiliar, yet attractive man. I begin to walk again never noticing that I ever stopped.

I look back right before walking out of the hospital completely noticing that his eyes never left me. Marcy gave me a ride home before heading back to her apartment. I see the line of trees on the side of my house and I walk to my house door and find a note on it. It reads "Went to work early, dinners in the microwave."

I look over and notice my dads old motorcycle sitting in our yard. It was in good shape, I dont know why he didnt take it with him when he ran off with his little slut. I knew how to ride it from previouse lessons he'd taught me. I take the spare key from under the fake rock on our porch and open the door to find a messy house.

I spend a couple of hours freshening up and then straightening up the house. Its 12pm when I hear a click coming from the living room and there my mom walks in looking extremely exhausted. I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. She just stares at me worriedly.

She walks over and examines my leg and frowns when she sees my finger and leg are wrapped. She kisses my forehead lightly before walking upstairs to her room. Me and my mom have a close relationship ever since my dad divorced my mom to spend the rest of his life with my mom's use to be best friend.

So yeah call us a fucked up family I won't be mad at ya I'll actually hug you and tell you that you're the smartest person in the world....Because we are....one small fucked up family.

I go up to my all white room so yeah a little fun fact about me is I get all A's I'm never late to school and I guess I'm what you call a goody-goody.

once I reach my room I close the door behind me and walk over to my full length mirror and stare at myself. How you can notice the dark red streaks at my hair tips and the way the white skinny jeans hugged my ass and thighs.

Some people call it being thick but I didn't call it that. I called it being fat. I wasn't really fond of my body if you hadn't already noticed. I change into a pair of shorts and loose v-neck and jump into bed.

I turn my face so I could peak out my window. I guess someone must've moved into the old house right next to ours. No one has lived there for a while so I feel sorry for whoever has to live in that ghost infected house.

Right then and there that someone walks by the window that sits inside the hallway giving me a clear view into the house next door. The man at the hospital walks up to the window stareing right into my soul.

So Hi. How's my story? I promise you it will get better Until then my homies...