On my own

A Tragic Introduction

It was dark, a thick fog hung over the misty air, pressing down on me like death. I could hear people around me. Frantic, scared, confused people. I couldn't open my eyes, nor could i move or speak. I could only listen.

"Someone call 911!"

"It was an accident! I swear!!" I heard a car door slam somewhere off to my left, and someone running up.

"Sir step back." said a man with a deep voice. A cop?

I felt warm. Warm and sticky. I tried to move, though I could not even manage a twitch of a finger. Had i been hit? What happened to me?

In the distance i heard someone crying, a child maybe. My sister? Who knows.

"OUT OF THE WAY!" I hear someone yell, I'm lifted into the air and lain across what my safest assumption was a stretcher. I was being moved. Sirens could be heard in the distance.

"CLEAR!" I gasped loudly as my body jerked hard with the flood of an electric shock. My eyes flew open. 

"Luna? Can you hear me?" I turn my head and grimace in pain. Something was blurring the vision in my left eye. Blood? Maybe.

"My name is Sarah Bradley. I'm here to help." There was something..off, about her smile. Something that told me, even in my current state of mind, to be weary of this woman.  This, oddly beautiful woman with the smile of which resembled that of a snake was all i could focus on even as paramedics prodded me with needles. 

"Is anyone hurt?" I managed to slur out. She give me that same strange smile.

"You were hit. By a car. Looks like you weren't paying attention young lady." Her eyes focused on the clipboard in her hand. Her words sounded clipped. Almost, rehearsed. 

"We contacted your mother." her eyes were still on that damn clipboard. Her hair was pulled tight into a high ponytail. So tight it seemed to be stretching her face.

"She isn't going to come." I muttered, fading in and out of consciousness.

"We'll see." She laughed softly. It sounded, wrong, though before I could reply everything faded to black.