-TAYLORS POV-
I tuck that letter deep in my drawer. Under all of my crap. I couldn't memorize the handwriting. I had to be staring at it for at least one full hour.
I decide to go out to lunch. I grab my bag after getting ready and head down the street. As I walk, I see Ed. I stare at him, then eventually continue walking. I stand at the crosswalk waiting for the light to go red so I can walk.
I glance at him again. And this time I actually see what's going on. He's kissing this girl. I don't know why, but it's offending me. I stare. I mean, I thought he liked me! I thought we had a chance- yes I was willing to give him a freaking chance! I walk forward putting my phone into my pocket. He looks up and at me for some reason. He must've gotten the feeling I was watching. His eyes fill with fear and he runs towards me screaming violently, "TAYLOR STOP WA-" the car smacks into my hip, causing me to fall on the car, bang my head through the glass, roll off the car and onto the concrete banging my head again. Everything sort of tunes out, my vision blurs, I go into something sort of shock. But I'm still conscious, I just don't feel like I am. I have no idea what happened. All I can feel is Ed over me. I think it's Ed.. Flashing lights.... Screaming..... Sirens.......
I mean, I can only take so much.
I wake up a while later with a freaking bad headache. I'm not in a hospital. I don't know where I am. I look around. I'm still on the road. Ed's over me. With tears in his eyes? "Taylor you're ok the police are on their way you were only out for one minute I promise you it's not that b......" His voice tunes out, and my eyes remain open...
The next time I wake up I'm in a hospital room. I feel my face. Not bandaged, but cleaned. Cuts, and I mean deep cuts, scratches, bruises and welts on my face. I rest my arm on the sheets. I look around. Nobodies in here with me. I look the other way. All kinds of stuff. I look at myself. Tubes and needles going in and out of me every direction.
I lay there feeling dizzy.
I push the nurse-button. She comes in in a few minutes. "Can I know what's going on? I don't remember. The last thing I remember was I was new to school, my first day is in a few months..." "Ok here's what is going on." She starts. "Long story short- you were in a car accident and don't remember anything this last year."
I lay there just accepting it. Her words echo through my mind. I pass out.
