Izzabell's POV
BLOODY HELL!!! That hurt! Was all I could think as I tried to move, I couldn't see anything but I was effing annoyed by a stupid repetitive beeping sound that was entering my ears. I listened for more and was greeted by footsteps, some crying, some more beeping and doctors being paged. DAMN! I'm in a hospital, ok izz remember what you can. I thought about what happened before this and I suddenly remembered.
I remembered the wretched sound the impact made and how much it hurt. I felt myself start to move and my eyes flew open, I saw walls of white, a couple of computers, I looked at my hands and one was fine but the other had a small cast on it. The pain I felt was unbearable and I started screaming. "OH MY GOD HELP ME, HELP ME AHHH!!!!!!" I screamed as the pain rushed through my body like water in a rushing river, I cried.
I cried as doctors and nurses came in and gave me pain medicine, I still cried even when the pain was gone, I cried thinking "I could have died" and "why didn't I die?" It seemed almost impossible that I could have survived, someone who was there and could quickly get me had to have done something and it sure as hell wasn't the bus driver.
I stopped crying to just lay there in temporary insanity as all this was going through my mind,"miss charm?" A doctor asked as he walked in, "on your record it doesn't say anyone we can call, you technically don't have anywhere to go." He said looking at his papers, " I shouldn't, my mom is dead, daddy's in jail and all my other relatives didn't want me. I am a responsible 16 year old who was excavated from my dad last year, so technically I can go somewhere, my house." I said back kinda sassy.
He shook his head and as he walked out said "there is someone here to see you." Now who could that be, nobody likes me so now what, just let them in?
"Ok...." my voice trailed off as I saw who it was, he rides my bus, his name is Jacob and I've had a crush on him since we became best friends in kinder garden, he betrayed me and I still can't believe him,"What are you doing here?" I asked coldly, why did he do this to me? "I came to see how you were doing, wondering if I helped in time"
HE WAS THE ONE THAT HELPED?!?!
"Umm yeah I'm f-fine" I said looking down at my hands, Jacob was taller than me but he didn't tower over me, his black hair went well with his slight tan and his artists hands were so delicate. I thought about how we met and almost laughed out loud but refrained. I looked back up at him in his t shirt and jacket, his light jeans and sneakers. He was pretending to be interested in his hands as he played with his fingers, I took the time to study his face.
His perfect tanned face was complimented by his dark eyebrows and dark brown eyes, his black hair fell over his ears and forehead as he looked down, he smiled a bit and said, "I can feel you staring" I quickly protested with "Well at least I talk to you" he looked up, smile gone from his face, sadness and regret filled his eyes and tears filled mine, "please leave" I said, "no, izzy I-" but I cut him off before he could finish with "JUST GO" he looked at me but I looked away, he bent down and kissed my cheek I flinched away but secretly enjoyed it, he straitened up again and without another word, he left.
