"Shit" was all I could say," w- what am I supposed to do now, soccer and running are my life."
" It is ok honey. We will figure it out."
"No!" I said a little to harshly," running is how I coop."
" I understand but-"
"No you don't!" I said cutting her off," everyone always says they understand but you don't. You don't understand what it is like to be me. You don't understand what it is like to have everything taken away. Everything! Your family, your friends, and once you think you finally find people who love you they hurt you in ways you could never imagine. Now this. I can't do it."
"I'm sorry," Mrs. Otto said.
The room fell silent. The only noise was my ragged breaths.
" Im sorry Mrs. Otto. I should not have yelled at you like that. It is not your fault, I'm just.. well over whelmed I guess."
" It's fine sweety. Don't worry about it."
At that moment Mrs. Otto's phone started to ring. It rang three times and she made no effort to get it.
"Are you going to get that?"
"It's not important. I would rather talk with you."
"No it is fine. You can get it don't worry about me."
"If your sure."
"I'm sure"
Mrs. Otto then walked out of the hospital room into the hallway.
The door then opend about two minutes later.
"Do you mind if my son drops by?"
"No not at all." I said thinking he was a little person.
"Great. I'm going to grab a bight to eat did you want something."
"No thanks I'm good."
Once she left I dropped the act. I felt horrible inside, but I would never let anyone know that. I generally well always hide my true feelings and try to act like everything is just peachy.
Just as I was thinking about what I am going to do with my life I heard a soft knock on the door.
"Come in"
Mrs. Otto then walked in and behind her was the most breath taking guy I have ever seen.
"Rita this is my son David."
He was tall about 5'8 with light brown hair that was cut in a crew cut. He had blue eyes that looked like the ocean.
"It's nice to meet you." he has a deep husky voice that sent shivers down my spine.
"it's nice to meet you too."I croaked out.
I then relized I was only wearing a Nike sports bra and spandex from this morning when I saw his eyes romeing over my body.
Crap what am I supposed to do. What is this guy doing to me?! I have never felt self conscience.
Just as I was thinking this the I heard another knock on the door.
"Come in"
Mrs. Right Ashley, Dan, and Reachel walked in.
"Oh my god I'm so glad your ok I knew something like this was going to happen to you I never would have let you go this is all my fault"
"Mrs. Right." I said in an attempt to stop her rambling. " Mrs. Right," I said a little louder but she still kept talking," Mrs. Right." I nearly shouted
