Shattered But Not Broken

Chapter 2

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My eyes opened and I blinked. I squinted my eyes as I saw a light. It was like when you first wake up after a nights rest, and somebody turned on the light.

As my eyes adjusted to the light, I was thinking to myself, where am I? I heard a beeping noise coming from next to me. I slowly turned my head to see a ECG. Am I at the hospital? I thought. Why am I here? What happened?

I felt pressure on my leg. And then it came back to me, the whole thing. I turned my head and looked at the table that was next to the bed that I was lying on. My eyes met a note.

I lifted my body into a upright position. It ached when I moved. "Ah." I sighed in pain. My leg was throbbing so I tried to put less weight on it. It didn't do much but it did enough so I wouldn't scream.

I reached for the note that was on the table. There was a pill and a glass of water next to it. I picked up the piece of paper.

I picked up the pill and put it in mouth. I gabbed the glass of water and swallowed. I could feel the pill sliding down my throat. My throat was dry so I took another big gulp of water.

The pain was almost fully relieved within forty-five minutes. I looked at the clock on he wall and saw that it was 11:30. It must be the next day.

A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," I said looking at the door.

A lady poked her head into the room. "Miss... there's a few people here that want to see you. Are you feeling well enough?"

"Yeah," I said. I wondered who it could be because I had no friends and no family. It must be a mistake.

Four kids, my age, came into the room. I was surprised to see that they were the same people that I saw on the feild the previous day when I got shot.

There were three boys and one girl.

"Hello." One of the boys said.

"Hi." I responded.

"Umm... we just wanted to see how you were doing." The girl said. "We saw what happened yesterday and we rushed you here when the man went back into the woods."

I nodded. "Thank you. Was my leg really that bad?"

"Well, considering that you had a bullet in your leg, kind of made it a serious situation." One of the other boys said.

The boy on the far right said, "We thought you were dead when we came over to you."

I showed a small smile.

One of the boys introduced all if them. He had a kind, gentle smile. "Umm... my name is Richie and these are my friends, Ham, Jeremy, and Alice."

"It's nice meeting you," I said. "My name is Jessica."

We all made small talk and got to know all of them. They seemed like nice people. I especially liked Richie.

He was a kind person who had an interest in everything that I said in a non-stalkerish way. He had dark brown hair that was kind of puffy. He had dark brown eyes that glistened. He had black glasses. He also had a gental smile.

When they all left, I was a little disappointed because now I was lonely again in this stupid hospital room again.

A little while later, a lady came into the room. I could tell that she was a nurse by the clothes that she was wearing.

"Hi Jessica, how are you doing?" She asked me while taking a seat next to the bed I was propped up on.

"I'm doing good," I responded. I looked at my leg and then back at the nurse. "What will they do to my leg? When will I get out?"

"Well, the doctors already took out the bullet and cleaned out the wound so you wouldn't get an infection. And, I think you will be able to leave in no more than two weeks." She looked at me. "The bullet was really deep so you would have to stay here a little longer than some other people that get shot in their leg."

I looked at the locket that she was wearing.

I think she saw me looking at it because she tightly squeezed it with her hand. "You should be greatful" she started. "That the bullet went into your leg."

"Why?" I asked. "It hurt like hell."

"Because, if the bullet would've went in your stomach, it could have messed up your insides. And if you got shot in the head or in the heart, well... you know what would've happened to you."

"Yeah. I guess you're right," I responded.

She went over a few other things with me while she was bringing food in the room for me. She set a red tray on my lap. On the tray was a plate that had a veggie wrap and a glass of water.

I had to at least be greatful that I got food but the portions that they gave me were too small. It's not like I have any stomach problems, I got shot in the leg. I should be able to eat a normal portion of food.

When the nurse was done straighting up some nicknacks in the room, she told me what would happen so my leg would get better quicker.

"You should stay in bed for another week and then doctor Reed will come in and help you get walking again," she told me.

My eyes widened. Another week. That's gonna feel like eternity considering it felt like days that I was in this room already, even though it wasn't even a full day yet.

I looked at her. "Why can't I just start walking by myself?" I asked. I've walked before. I think I can walk again.

"Because you need someone there to help you keep your balance a few times. It's not as easy as you think. Especially when you have an injury on your leg."

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Okay."