The Bad Boys Touch.

Chapter 11

I looked around to hear a car zooming with two bright white lights, so bright that I had to close my eyes I walked slowly across the crossing when I felt a massive impact on my right side of my body causing me to fly in mid air by the impact of the car from going to fast. The car carries on going fast but when it hits my bed it gets faster leaving to fly up on the roof of the car and on to the ground where I watched two red bright lights drive away, leaving me to be left on the cold ground.

The blackness from the sky slowly came into my head and slowly the black to over my body causing me to go unconscious.

I feel some poking and name calling but I don't wake up. My mind freezes and I leave my mind, my eyes finally open but I am not lying down now I am up and wake. Was it a dream ? I look around lost as I see the even sky get darker and darker but I see the traffic lights changing from red to amber to green. I look across the road to see my unconscious self lying there with nurses and doctors from the ambulance. That's when I hear another load of sirens. Was I dead ? Otherwise how can I see myself dead basically whilst I am up and healthy. Am I in heaven or hell ?

I watch as the doctors and nurses try to save my young life. I couldn't help but feel even more sad. I could die and with that I might not be able to say sorry to Zach and make up with him. If I die then that's the end of my life and the depressing stuff starts to kick in for all my family. They try to safe my life once again and then again but nothing happens. They mutter something to each other and that's when they lift me up into a bed and drag me into the car to drive me off to the hospital and see if they can safe my life there but when they can't that is the end of my short life.

Once we are at the hospital they put my into theatre and I follow, am I ghost ? Will I haunt the people who killed my living self or will I haunt Zach to see what he is up to and that he is getting over me ? I lie there with the oxygen tank next to me, the doctors try to make me breath in but it is not working and y shutting down on all the living stuff which is happening around me. if they could hear me I would scream to myself saying that I need to wake up but I can't as I am made up and no one knows I am here alive in the room with my un-conscious self.

Once we were in the operate room they started to do something to me somewhere to try and wake me up or help me life longer but really they are doing nothing to my body as I am still staring at myself with glassy eyes as I see all the doctors do stuff to me and try to save my life but when nothing works. I stay still for a seconds and then my heart rate goes up and there was my normal self the fighter. They all cheered and that was enough for them as they start to clean their selves up whilst I lied there still unconscious but my heart beat kept going up and down on the screen.

I get dragged into a ward and wait until someone I know comes but no one comes and I just lay there. I sit on the seat and just hold my own hand whilst crying on the bed as all I could do was hope and nothing more as whatever I did means nothing to anyone as I am basically a ghost.

Two hours later, no one comes and no nurse has come to check. Does this mean I am going ? Are they trying to not bring people in as they know I will break them and the doctors will have to say I am a goner that's until.. my adoption family come in. The smug look on Hunters face said that he wanted this top happen to me but why ? Did he hire someone to kill me ? If I was alive right now I would so walk up to him and punch his smug look off his face with pride but I can't. Why ? Because I am lying in a hospital with my bum on full show and unconscious waiting for the love of life to turn up and break down right in front of me but who really is here my fake family.

As hear my fake family crying over me and saying how good of a person I was. There stood Hunter looking as bored as ever like I was nothing to him and I knew it but the least he could do was some emotion towards me. But then we were strangers and my adopted parents had their backs turned to him so they couldn't really see him. As I walked up to him all I could do was pretend that I am talking to him and that he is listening and arguing back at me. Only one can wish.

As I kept watching my fake family cry all I wanted to do was to wish that I was alive and healthy also making out with Zach but here I am lying in a bed unconscious and with my fake family. I wish I wasn't so stupid and didn't see the fast car drive on the road if I would, I might still be happy living my life at the full but no. Faith just had to come into my life and fuck everything up to the full but I guess that is life and I have grabbed it by the horns.