Absolution ➺ H.S. AU

Chapter 3 ➺ Harry

Present

Her eyes burned in my sleep. I could still see them.

An annoying beeping sound woke me up. I opened my eyes and was in a tiny room, hooked up to a ridiculous amound of wires and machines. My head was pounding slightly, but that was all I felt. I pushed myself up in the bed, trying to sit up.

I remember everything. Nothing is a blur. It's all crystal clear.

Now I'm just angry. Angry that I'm laying in this hospital bed, hooked up to stupid medical equiptment, my parents probably sitting outside in the hall, waiting for me to wake up. If I could just sneak out the window and leave this stupid as hell hospital, I would.

Now I have to deal with all the shit that's going to happen from the accident. There's going to be paperwork and my parents are going to want to talk to me and tell me how I'm getting out of hand and blah blah blah. I'm so over this.

Before I can even plot my escape out the window, a middleaged woman dressed in blue scrubs walks through the door.

"Oh good. You're up." She says walking over to me, grabbing a clipboard sitting on the counter on the opposite wall of the room. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit. How do you think I'm feeling?" I snapped, not being completely truthful. Besides my headache, I felt completely fine, but she was already annoying me and hasn't been in here for more than a minute.

"Okay." She said, looking a bit taken aback by my attitude. I'm surprised my parents didn't warn her already how vile I was. Telling everyone what an ass and how much of a disappointment I am is usually their favorite thing to do. "Well, everything is looking fine for you. All your numbers are back to normal. The doctor will be in to see you shortly and you'll probably be released today." She said, like I cared.

She walked along the other side of me, pressing a button on the machine beside me, making the annoying as hell beeping stop. I guess I do have one thing to thank her for.

"Your parents are outside. I'll let them know you're awake as well." She said, probably thinking I'd be glad to see my mom and dad.

Before I could protest and tell her not to let those two anywhere near me, she was out the door.

I decided I might as well lay back down, since there was no way I was getting out of here anytime soon. Now that the beeiping had stopped I could maybe enjoy the silence and try to ignore the pounding of my brain against the inside of my skull. It's probably nothing compared to what she's feeling though. I have no clue what happened to her or how she's doing.

Stop Harry. I thought, pushing her out of my mind. I'm not going to feel sorry for her. She should have been a more defensive driver, stopping when she knew I wasn't going to. This really isn't my fault. She wasn't looking out for her own safety. I convinced myself, however there was a little voice in the back of my head that was doubting everything I had just decided.

"Harry." My mom said, walking into the room, closely followed by my dad. Wonderful. Thery're just the people I wanted to see. "How are you feeling?" She squealed, walking over to my side, giving me one of the very few sympathetic looks that ever appeared on her wrinkled face.

"I'm fine. I want to get out of here." I said angrily. I really don't care to listen to them pretend to care for me now since I'm lying in a hospital bed.

"That's good." My dad said, a more serious look on his face. "Uh, what happened last night?" he asked cautiously, rubbing his hand on the back of his hand.

"I don't want to talk about it." I snapped back. If they wanted to know what happened, they could look at the accident report, which I'm sure had been filled out by the onlooker I remembered seeing as I stood over her body.