A Life I Used To Know (A Hayes Grier FanFiction)

A Life I Used To Know (A Hayes Grier FanFiction) CH1- The Beginning

CHAPTER ONE

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Please feel free to suggest anything and help me with mistakes or spelling errors. This story was made possible my my imagination.

Thanks,

Dena

Okay so since this is my very first story, please be nice and remember that I'm new to this. What is in this story is just what comes to mind when I think of being WITH Hayes Grier. Please feel free to correct me on any mistakes or spelling errors and what goes on in my story is here on WATTPAD out of pure imagination.

Thankyou, love

Dena

Background Information:

Dena Thompson: Main character. I have mid- length wavy dirty blonde hair and blue eyes with freckles. I like soccer, socializing, singing, and going to the beach. I enjoy spending time with my friends, and my parents fight a lot. I'm not popular but I'm not hated by everyone, I'm right in the middle. Don't judge on my apperance, I've read other FanFictions and most of the main characters look like me. I did not make up what I look like, it is literally what I look like in real life.

Chapter 1

It was a peaceful day.

It was a peaceful day, and it was 91 degrees. I decided to walk to Starbucks with my secret boyfriend Hayes. As we crossed the street, the sun was beating hot enough onto the concrete that I was crying just by looking anywhere. I was blind when stepping into Starbucks, but then regained my vision. I looked over at Hayes and he smiled at me. "I got it" he says, pulling his wallet from his back pocket. I smile back. We got in line and ordered.

"Thanks..." I said, smiling at him. He put his arm around my lower back and pulled my waist into his, kissing my lips long and hard. I kissed him back and then we separated, since we were in public.

Since it was just before one, we decided to walk home then so it wouldn't be so hot if we ate inside. Hayes held the door opened for me and the bell on the door jingled.

I looked down at my flip flops just because and stepped down the curb and started walking towards the other side of the street. But I didn't. And I couldn't. Because a black SUV hit me on my left side. I fell forcefully down by the gravity and I couldn't really feel anything. I just saw Hayes rushing over towards me .

He shook me a couple of times and said, "Dena? Dena?!" Frantically, from there on everything just got all blurry and I spun and spun around even though I was lying down in the street and it was black after that. Funny thing is, I couldn't really feel anything, at all. It's like if you were walking in the police station and all of the sudden a police officer cuts you in half. It was out of the blew. I also remember crying, for no exact reason.

I don't remember anything about the hospital or my life before the accident, I just remember what happened. Nothing about who and what and so on. Only about how.

My eyes blinked and shuttered and demanded to open. When I could see, I was staring at a hospital light, round and shining right in my face. I put my hand up to block the light and tryed to sit up. I was in a room with a bunch of random people, who I had never seen before, "What's happening?" I said with a scratchy voice. And all of the strangers came rushing over towards me with tears running down my face. "Who are you???" I asked very calmly.

They replied, "We are your family". Then they started talking about who was who and so on. I got really confused and shook my head. I didn't understand what was happening. I just looked around and started crying. I couldn't stop and tried to breath. As soon as I caught my breath, I wanted to get up.

"I'm getting up." I said, determined. I stood up and I felt aching pains in my leg, I tried not to moan in agony so my 'family' wouldn't make me sit down. I started limping around and sort of got the hang of it. I smiled and teared up. When I was finished exploring my abilities, I sat back down in the hospital bed. I wrapped myself with the warm sheets and sat up. "I want to know everything." I tell my family, and I mean it.