White Liars

Chapter 6

I couldnt believe that was Grant's car. No I thought to myself, this isnt happening. My boyfriends car is not in the exact same place as Liz's call. It's not possible. Maybe it was someone elses and it just looked exactly like his. Yeah, thats whats happening. I had myself completely convinced until I dared another look, just to make sure.

But, there it was. The exact same licence plate number and to make it worse the car magnet that read "Sarcasm, just one more sevice I provide". I knew that was his car. And it scared me.

All of a sudden my head started hurting and I felt very dizzy. My heart was pounding, it felt like it was just going to come right out of my chest. My vision started blurring and I sat up and closed my eyes. I tipped my head back to rest against the back of the seat. I felt like I was going to be sick. I opened my eyes just to see how bad it was. Black dots danced across my vision and my head instantly felt like it would explode. I quickly closed my eyes. I started hyperventalating. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I heard the back door open distantly and a fairly familiar voice call my name. I couldn't open my eyes. I tried talking.

"M-M-M-Mr. B-B-Buntner, G-G-G-Grant's c-c-c-car." I said before the blackness took over my mind and I passed out.

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I woke up smelling the distinct smell of a hospital. I hated the smell of hospitals. There was beeping in the background but everything else was silent. I opened my eyes slowly just in case someone was in there. I didnt feel like being showered with hugs and kisses and"Oh, we are so glad you are okay's" and "Honey, we are so glad your back's!" When I saw no one was around I opened my eyes fully and saw that I was in a private room which means my dad payed good money.

My dad is a top notch lawyer, and even though he hasnt been to all our dance recitals and gymnastic tournements, he always made sure we had whatever we wanted with out letting us turn into snobby bitches. I love my dad, he's the best. My mom is great too, but we dont have as good of a relationship as me and my dad do. She was another person who kept us in check and didnt let us get out of hand. Im glad that they both did, because I didnt want to be like Regina George( if you dont know that's a reference to the movie Mean Girls).

I looked and saw the window bed thing covered with flowers and my bedside table covered with flowers, I guess a lot of people care for me. Which made me think, why am I even in the hospital?

I cleared my throat when a nurse walked by. She came in my room with a large smile on her face.

"Glad to see you're back, Miss Habbay!" and there it was folks! I knew it was coming. I kept my cool in answering with a small smile that had just enough teeth to let her know I liked her, even though I didnt.

"Thank you! And please call me Jen. No need for formal names." I told her

"Ok, Mis--I mean Jen."

"If you dont mind," I said still smiling, "Why am I in the hospital?" I asked

"Oh hunny, I'll let your dad explain that to you. He's been worried sick ever since you came in! He hasn't left your side, until now just to go get some food from the cafeteria." She said

"What about my mom?" I asked

She looked very uncomfortable when I asked her that. "Your dad will explain everything to you hun" She said finally thinking of a reply to my question.

"Do you mind calling him up here? Oh! And how long have I been here?" I knew it was selfish of me not to let him eat, but I needed to see my daddy's face. I hated not knowing everything that was going on.

"Sure! I'll do that! And you've been here four days today." She said with a smile, then turned and walked out the door.

I sighed and wondered what in the world was going on, and why my mother wasnt here. Urgh, I hated being out of the loop. I looked around my room and took in all the flowers again.

"I wonder where they all came from?" I thought aloud.

"They came from me, Grant, your mom, and a whole lot of kids from school." my dad said. When I looked over he was smiling and looked overjoyed to see me.

"Daddy!" I said almost yelled

"Sweety!" he said back. "Im so glad to see you!" from any other person I would get annoyed but from my dad it was the nicest thing I had ever heard.

"Daddy, what is going on?" I asked "Why am I in here? Where's mom? Where's Liz?" I asked, at the last question he slightly winced.

"Hunny, you blacked out in the police car. Then, you went into shock, what happened out there? What did you see that made you so worried?"

"I dont remember dad." I said frowning.

"Thats okay sweetheart." he said sitting down with an encouraging smile.

"Where's mom and Liz?" I asked again.

He looked at me suddenly very sad.

"Mom cant be here, she is very upset right now.I am too, but I have to be here for you. Hunny, Liz has been murdered."

"What?" I asked, I'm pretty sure I'm hearing things.

"Jen" he took my hand, "Liz is gone. She's been murdered."

Then, the blackness took over my head again. I gasped for breath as my vision left me and I couldnt hear anything.

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"Is she going to be okay?" I heard my father ask. "She's been out for 45 minutes."

"Her heartbeat is steady and she's breathing beautifully. She'll be fine just give her some time to come around. I could guess any minute now she'll come around, if she hasn't already."

"Do you know what happened?" he asked the doctor.

"I'm guessing you told her about her little sister? She probably wasn't ready for that stress right after she woke up." the doctor said.

"How long should I wait to bring it up again?" my dad asked

"Well, that just depends on how she is feeling. If she isnt feeling dizzy or anything then I'm sure she will be fine. Just when you tell her, make sure that you get an immediate response out of her so you'll know she's fine." the doctor said.

I opened my eyes slowly as he finshed talking. I looked around and my dad caught the slight movement. He rushed over to me and took my hand.

"You're awake! Thank god!" I heard the relieved sound in his voice.

"Mr. Habbay..." I heard the doctor say before my dad cut him off.

"Please. Call me Franklin." he said and looked at the doctor with a smile playing across his lips.

"Ok, Franklin, can we talk outside real quick?" the doctor said. I looked at his name tag and it said "Dr. Newmann"

"Of course, Dr. Newmann" they walked outside and continued their conversation, the one I wasnt supposed to hear. I remembered what they had said about Liz. I started to cry. My dad popped his head in and saw I was crying. He walked over to my bed and took my hand.

"You remember our conversation dont you?" he said. I nodded my head and then really started crying.

He leaned over my bed and took me in his arms and I leaned my head into him and cried. I had never realized how much I missed my dad. I was so glad he was here.