I woke up to a massive headache, I felt awful and as I sat up I put a hand to my forehead and realized it was bandaged. I looked around me in confusion. Where was I? "OH YOUR AWAKE!" A lady in a white dress had said, she looked about in her 30s with short curly brown hair. I was SO confused "you got lucky! Somebody saved you, he said you got hit by a car, you poor girl," she looked down at her clipboard. "Who is he? Who saved me?" I was eager to find who saved me, I need to thank him for what he did "he did not give any info about himself" she said starting to walk away "oh" I was disappointed I really wanted to thank him. Weird. I did not remember anything at all after I was umm. Hit by a car. Hmm who hit me? Wait what if my savior was also the person who hit me? Well obviously it was an accident I mean he saved me after so maybe he felt guilty and couldn't face me. I still wanted to thank him. I still wanted to find him and thank him and possibly forgive him. Ironic. At least if I really thouht about it. It was kind of ironic how my savior that I wanted to thank could also be the person who hit me.
"Sweetheart?" The nurses voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I stored at her for a moment. "Yes?" I asked. "You can go now your parents are waiting in the waiting area. You were lucky dear and only lost a little bit of blood and it wasn't a deep cut. Nothing to really worry about and you were knocked out but that wasn't because of lack of blood or anything. You parents are aware of the situation and you can leave." She finished. Just nodded before leaving and walking towards where my parents where they hugged me and fussed but all I could think about was of who my savior was..
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Teen FictionRyan has been broken hearted twice, by the same boy! she now has trust issues and she moved from Florida to Rhode Island, will one moonlight kiss and a dance change everything?
