Him

Chapter 23: Go home

My mother speeded down the road in order to get us away from the reporters and lights.

She looked back from the mirror in the front, tears swelled up in her eyes.

"Nina, baby are you ok?" Her voice cracked.

I held on tightly to Sam unknowingly.

"I... I'm good mom."

Sam looked frighten, mom was really speeding and he tried his hardest to keep it together and hold onto me so I wouldn't fly forward at every sudden brake she would make.

"Mrs-"

Mom didn't hear Sam and I don't think she really wanted to, we were all a little scrambled at the moment.

I looked up at Sam. He noticed and caressed my cheek, reassuring me by looking me straight in the eyes and nodding.

I felt safe. I was secure.

The force of the quick turns, and cars beeping after my mother gave me a rush of anxiety.I feel like my mother was more impacted by this than I was. I don't think she thought this would happen, and honestly neither did I. The light almost turned red as my mom hit the gas and drove even faster than she had before.

"Mom!" I screeched in a high pitched tone.

"Stop! We're gonna hit some-"

And just as I was about to finish my sentence, the impact of a million trains rammed into the left side of the car hitting my mother and Sam straight at the sides.

The car did a 360 sideways and flipped over the side of the railing, leading us 10 feet down into the water, the water was shallow but chilling to the bone.

A cold shock ran through my body as I felt paralyzed and couldn't seem to open the door. I knew how to swim, but not that well. Mom and Sam looked limp.

I screamed out underwater but only bubbles came out. It was hard to see in the darkness and I couldn't seem to get my seatbelt off. I shook Sam's body but he didn't respond I kicked and kicked helplessly hoping something would help. But nothing helped, I was left there helpless, alone, and ready to die.
I tried to keep breathing but I was choking on the water now, my lungs filling up with ice water and tiny particles that flew around. I felt my eyes start to close slowly and there was nothing I could do. Suddenly I was gone and I couldn't see anything, just darkness.

"H-help..."

I trailed off into a sweet sleep

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The bright lights above my eyes forced me to try to cover them, but I couldn't move. I was telling my brain to move my hands, but they just wouldn't do it. My body wasn't doing what I was asking, no, what I was commanding.
I looked around me, I was being taken into a different room, men and women in blue scrubs surrounded me in a circle. Almost like a ritual, what was going on? What was the last thing that happened, then it hit me, a car accident.

"My mom..." I said weakly. "Where's my mother?"

The people around me seem to not have heard me they were more focused on something else, me and my lower body.
"Hello..." I try again in a groggy voice.

"Are you guys even listening to me."

They continued on with whatever they were saying everybody in the room was frantic and when I turn my head to the left I saw sam on an operating table in a large room as they shut the door.

"Sam!" I screeched.

Now they noticed me.

"She's alive!" One male nurse shouted in a monotone voice that boomed throughout the hallway.

"Check her vitals again!" The female nurse snapped back the the man.

He did so.

In a sad and hopeless attempt I wrapped my hand around the nurse arm, shocked that I was able to do so, I looked her in the eyes.

"Ma'am... please show me where my family is... my boyfriend and my mother. I need to know they're ok... please"

The tears began to swell up in my eyes again, this time I couldn't help how much fell out of me and my feelings. I didn't care how much emotion I showed I love them and I couldn't lose them now.
As much as I didn't want to admit it I need them, more than anything in my life right now. They give me something to smile about, give me a reason to fight and if I lose them... I would just let go and never come back. I'd join them in the afterlife where I be more comfortable, where I would be able to be free from this curse, the curse of my memories and my body.

The nurse looked down at me with a sympathetic look And looked back up.

"I'm sorry but all I can say right now is that they're in very critical condition and that we're doing everything we can to make sure they're safe and ok."

She sounded like a computerized voice. Like these were lines she had to say over and over again Day after day to everyone. I want to  know how many times she did have to say this every day, no, every week. It must've been hard job to do, watching people's faces as they're told the fellow Wednesday never come out alive...

I would never be able to do that, never in a million years.

They pulled me into room finally and I looked down To see what everybody was gathering around.

A sharp Glass shard, I'm assuming from the window, was set deep into my thigh. Dried blood surrounded the wound, and the dead skin surrounding it looked brown and black. The water... it wasn't clean was it. I couldn't even feel my leg, I didn't know anything happened at all. And Without any medication, they began to cut around The large glass shard making my body Jolt a bit, nothing too bad. Made me wonder, what would It feel like to have them cut into my leg when I wasn't  temporarily paralyzed.

I cringed at the thought and closes my eye,  the blood dripped on my leg, and coated the bed in the red substance. I know that I need a lot of blood after this, I needed a transfusion... but I want really worried about me in that moment.

I saw the scrub covered men and women pull my mothers bed down that Hallway as a breathing machine stayed hooked up above her

"Mom!"  I screamed!

"M-"

The lady nurse stuck me with a sharp needle and hushed me.

"Shhh... take a nap lovely..."

My eyes drooped as I tried hard to stay awake.

"M...m-"

Silence one more.