Chapter 13

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I drove home, and went straight to my room, locking myself inside. I plugged my phone into my dock, and turned on some music, blaring it as I showered and changed into other clothes.

Once down, and I had taken my hair out of its pins, I decided to that I wasn't going to be the person who my parents hate on all of the time. I was going to stand up against them, and the first step was cutting pretty much all of my hair off, since they banned me from doing it. My father and Olivia both liked my hair long.

I cut it to my shoulders, which I know doesn't sound that bad, but compared to what it had been, it was. I left and went and got black hair dye, and dyed my hair black, then just stared at myself in the mirror, until my parents came home. 

"Harper Rose!" My father screamed, and I bit my lip hard. He started to pound on my door, and I went over to it, unlocking it and opening it slowly.

"What?" I growled, and he stared at me with wide eyes.

"What the hell did you do?"He spat, and I frowned.

"Nothing, Dad. Go grab your bags, your bride is waiting for you." I replied.

"No, what the hell is happening with you?" He spat, as I went to shut my door, but he put his foot in the way, stopping it from closing.

"I'm being my own person. You told me that you liked how unique I am, so here." I stated.

"Elliot, what's wrong?" Olivia called as she came up the stairs, seeming like she forgot about kicking me from her wedding.

"Our daughter is going crazy." My father replied, and Olivia stopped in the doorway, and stared at me.

"Harper! Your hair! Why?" She questioned quickly, and I frowned.

"Are you really asking me why?"

"Don't be sassy." My father replied, and I sighed.

"I was kicked out of your wedding because SHE believed SADIE over me. I wasn't even mean to her! BUT YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!" I screamed, I stormed past them, everything hitting me again.

I grabbed my car keys and purse, and started out, but my father grabbed my arm tightly.

"You aren't leaving this house." He growled, and I started at him, pain in my eyes from the pain he was inflicting on me.

"Dad." I whimpered, and he only squeezed harder.

"Elliot, stop!" Olivia cried, and as soon as he let go of me, I ran out of the house, and he swore.

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I drove, and my phone kept going off. I turned it off, and threw it in the back seat, and I had turned around for less than a second, but when I looked back, the bright lights of another vehicle were so damn close, and then everything went dark after a loud bang.

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It was dark when my brain seemed to turn back on. I couldn't open my eyes, or move, but I could hear. The only sounds that reached me were of beeping and speaking, but the speaking was too far away from anything to register with me. I tried to open my eyes for what seemed like hours, but once I finally could, everything was blurry and coming in multiplies. I fought something in my throat, and the beeping increased.

"Jane, everything is fine! Don't fight it. I'll get it out." A man with jet black hair, and piercing green eyes spoke loudly. I curled my hands into fists and fought the tube in my throat. He slowly pulled the tube from my throat, and I started to cough horribly.

"Alright, do you know where you are?" The man asked, as he handed me a cup and I quickly drank it, but my eyes were still blurry.

"The hospital, I'm guessing." I replied, my voice hoarse and gravely.

"Yes. You were in an accident. Please follow my light." He spoke, as he flashed his flash light in my eyes, but I couldn't tell which orb of light I was supposed to be following.

"Can you see it?" He asked.

"Which one?" I mumbled.

"Alright, I'm Dr. Richards. You were in a head on collision with a truck."

"Why did you call me Jane?" I asked, as I tried to get my eyes to focus.

"Because unknown victims are called Jane Doe or John Doe." he replied, and I sighed.

"Yeah, well if you would have found my purse, you would have figured out that my name is Harper." I replied, and he nodded.

"Know your last name, Harper?"

"Stabler." I sighed.

"Good to know that your memories are all there. Where are your parents, Harper Stabler?"

"I don't know where they are." I lied, but he didn't notice. I didn't want them to find me.

"Alright, well lets get you down for scans. We need to figure out what is wrong with your eyes."

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I had like 3 different scans of my brain done, and then was taken back to my room. My left leg and left arm were broken. I had to have surgery because I had internal bleeding, and my ribs were all either fractured or broken completely. I had cuts and bruises, and most of the cuts were caused by the shattering of my windshield.

"Harper, we tried to call your parents, but they wouldn't pick up, but an emergency contact we have is Amanda Rollins or Ethan Robertson." Dr. Richards replied.

"Call Ethan." I breathed, and he nodded.

"Will do. And for your brain scans, you have a large brain bleed, which is causing your blurry vision."

"What are you going to do?" I questioned, trying to squint to see if I can make out the real doctor.

"Clean it up once we get permission from your parents or emergency contacts."

"Call Amanda Rollins too then. She's my aunt."

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Amanda and Ethan arrived at about the same time. Aunt Amanda was panicked, and couldn't stop fussing over me, which was annoying, but she is always like this when it came to me.

"Aunt Amanda, I'm fine! Alright? Just sign the papers." I sighed, and she shook her head.

"No, we are waiting for your parents."

"They are in Hawaii, Ms. Rollins." Ethan said, as he gently pushed my short black hair out of my face.

"Well shit." She replied. I frowned.

"Please, my vision sucks ass. Please, just sign the papers and worry about my parents later."

"Okay, but if they kill me, it's your fault."

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