New Beginnings.

Chapter Twenty Four.

The person that is wheeled in is nearly unrecognisable their hair is all tangled and wet with sweat. The only indication I have that they are still alive is the occasional beeping of the machine , that is connected through tubes from their nose all the way down to their fingers.

I feel my face drain of colour out of panic and worry.

The person is Phoebe.

A small group of doctors and nurses walk into the ward. All wearing the same distinct look of sorrow and tiredness.

I manage to say "why isn't she awake, is she okay!".  My response is not one I want to hear , "We don't know for sure Arabella we've only just managed to get her into a stable position".

My mind races from the pain and from what happens if she doesn't make it, she's a friend of mine that I've known for so long and this is how it ends. I cant bare to think like that or else ill go crazy and I cant imagine how the rest of people are going to react because they are currently sleeping.

Myself and Phoebe have known each other since we were both 13 so there is a lot of memories and history between us. I really don't want her to die that is the last thing I want to happen well of course it is. The pain in my head and emotions are too much for me so I end up passing out.

When I wake up I smell the familiar hospital smell but when I look around me I am surrounded by people I have never saw before. My immediate reaction is to panic , a nurse rushes over to help calm me down , I just stare at her and try to push her away. "It's okay Arabella you are in hospital and we are taking care of you" , "Where are all my friends!" , "They are in different wards from you and different departments because their injuries aren't like yours."

The last three words that come out of the nurse's mouth terrify me, "What do you mean....my injuries aren't....like....theirs", "Arabella you have suffered great trauma to your head and we are monitoring your brain in case it gets worse." But what about..mmy...ffriends" I then slowly drift back to sleep. My dreams are just replays of what happened and constant worry about my friends and who the other person was in the opposing car. When I recover which I hope is soon , I don't think I will be able to go around without caring or worrying about who is around me.

A few days later

I wake up and my mother is beside my bed watching me to make sure I'm doing okay. When I sit up , I straight away ask "How is all my friends doing?"

"Well Riley has a few broken bones mostly his ribs , Jaspar is suffering from trauma similar to you but he isn't being responsive as you have been , Blair's legs are broken and her wrist is fractured , Callie has a few fractures aswell , Poppy has had to go through alot of surgery to heal her wound in her stomach but the doctors say she just needs time for it to heal , Alice has also had to have surgery on her face to get the glass out of it and they found other shards of glass in her body and Phoebe hasnt been properly conscious yet so the doctors are just waiting on her waking up" .

I feel relief from hearing that they are all recovering but knowing the uncertainty of Phoebe scares me.