Chapter One

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Three days had passed after that car accident I got involved with Arielle. The last thing I know she's been transferred to another hospital near her parents and so far I haven't heard anything about her. They said she's recovering and normal but every time they say that I felt like they're just lying to me. I'm just praying that she's doing well. So here I am still here at the hospital, laying and when I needed to roam around is use my new friend wheelchair.

"Knock! Knock!" I moved my head to the door and saw Clark, his my cousin in my father's side which is my best friend. "Here! I brought you some of your needed fruits and so how are you, brother?" He added,

"Lucky for still breathing?" I said mocking and Clark gave me a mean look.

"That's not funny if you think it is." Clark responded,

"Thank you for still copping around, Clark!" I said trying to give him my best smile.

"You can always count on me, that's what I promised to you since then." Clark said and gave me a fist bump. "By the way, mom wished you get well soon." He added,

"Tell her, thank you and I love her so much!" I said. They're one of the families that I had ever since, Grant and Joyce helped me so much that's why this made Clark and I look like brothers than cousins.

I talked to Clark like I always used to. His the only one I can talk and share some stuff while living here in the hospital. When the clock tic to ten in the morning, Clark left. Then I heard a knock and Julie Moore, my doctor came doing her daily report of my injured leg. Thank goodness, lucky enough to never lose my left leg.

"I saw Clark earlier." Doctor Moore said with her clipboard on her arms.

"Yea! He just came to visit and gave some fresh fruits." I said and smile.

"That's good!" She said smiling while I still look at her smiling, "I always want to see that smile from you Roran. You should do that more often." While she checks my medicines, "I'll let Jasper bring your medicines today. So! Enjoy!" Doctor Moore said and left.

As the evening came, I grab my clutches to help me sit and take a ride with my wheelchair to see the half view of Los Angeles from the fourth floor of the hospital. I could see the beautiful place and thought about Arielle, the idea of not seeing her is like a guilty thing for me. I wasn't able to say I'm sorry for what happened. Then someone just stand beside me and said,

"They're so beautiful, isn't it?" I looked up and saw Stacy? Am I dead?

"Stacy?" I rub my eyes to make sure this is just a dream but when I look back at it she's still there smiling while looking at the buildings. "I know your dead but it's just so funny that I'm actually talking to a dead." I said mocking but lowering my voice so others won't suspect that I'm starting to be crazy.

"Yes! I might be dead but I'm hear to remind you that you should be happy and healthy." Stacy said. Her tune is just like the way she  was when she's still alive.

"Yea! Do you think I can be still happy after what happened to me?" I asked,

"Of course! Arielle is the reason why you should. So I told you to get well fast and look for Arielle, she needs you so much especially this time." Stacy said. Wow! A dead giving me advises.

"You think you can tell me how is she now?" I was about to look up at her but she's gone. "Stacy?" I look around but I can't see her anymore. She's literally, gone.

It might be a funny thing to talk to a dead but what if, Stacy was right? What if, Arielle really needs me? I need to look for her so I would know. First, I need to recover.

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