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Rain [clifford]

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She laid on the cold pavement, pieces of broken glass and metal surrounding her. A gash swept down from her forehead, and made its way down her cheek, the blood dripping and mixing with her pale blonde hair. Her once red lips barely pink, parted, he...

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by sunshinexxash

by sunshinexxash

                                    
                                              It was two days before she woke, two days of worrying for her father, who hadn't received the news of his daughter's accident. 
                          She was only awake for an hour before sleep consumed her brain once more. 
                          It was another two days before she woke again, barely acknowledging the constant pain that spread through her body whenever she took a breath. She couldn't speak, but nodded along whenever spoken to. 

                          She wished to be numb, to let go. She hated the feeling of being strapped down in a hospital bed because they believed she was suicidal. She hated not remembering anything from the crash. Her head was foggy and all she wanted was to let go. 
                          It took another week for the hospital to get her name, another day to notify her father, another three for her father to fly himself from Australia all the way to a little city in Michigan. 
                          The snowy sidewalks and gloomy skies were a complete change to his sandy beaches and sun-kissed skin. His eyes held the same green tones as his daughter, his dark almost grey hair and beard the opposite of her blonde strands that had been braided days prior. He was a tall man, about a foot taller than the 5' 5" tall girl who carried her last name with pride. 
                          His eyes were clouded with worry, and his glasses clouded from the cold wind that made him pull his jacket tighter with a frown. Noah Taylor was not one to enjoy the cold. 
                          He shuffled through the snow, making his way to the front of the hospital. The immediate smell of cleaners and flowers filled his senses, making him shudder. 
                          Noah Taylor hated hospitals.