Chapter Two

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Every time I stare at the window of my room, the image of me and Arielle is always popping out of my head. I wish I could just see her and told her that I really miss her, that I feel so sorry for not being able to save her at the that accident. Knowing that I shouldn't be blaming myself about the accident but the thought of it keeps me so uneasy. I check my phone to expect any messages that will appear saying, "Hey! It's Arielle, how are you?" Or "I miss your mean look, Mr. Sanders." Or anything about Arielle, but every time I thought of it, I always end up broken.

I grab my clutches and try to use it by practicing to walk. The idea of wheelchair makes me so uncomfortable, that I thought I'm disabled or what. I walk slowly and take a deep breath when I reached the door, holding the knob and saw the nurses walking, patients on the billing station, doctors running there to here. I walked out and shut my door then unexpectedly,

"Watch out!" I panicked as I heard a female voice from behind me when all I could process now is we both dropped on the floor, seeing my clutches three feet away from me. "Oh my! I'm so sorry!" She stood up and helped me balance and gave to me my clutches.

"It's okay!" I simply answered but to be honest, I felt my left leg aching but manageable. I hope she did not break it again.

"No! Your not!" She said looking at me worried.

"Don't worry, we're already in the hospital. They're going to help me about this." I said slightly giving her a smile.

"You sure?" She asked again,

"Yup! A hundred percent sure!" I said. "You seemed like you're new here." I said, as if I just stayed here for a year to say that.

"Yea! I got admitted since last night. How about you?" She asked.

"Hmmm… Three days ago." I simply answered.

"Whoa! Your living here already." She said slightly smirking, then I gave her my trademark mean look.

"No! I mean, I'm just joking, okay." She added slightly scared. Funny! No one ever seemed scared after I gave them a mean look. No one! Even, Arielle. Then she popped again.

"I got to go back on my room, nice meeting you!" I simply said slowly going back to my door room and get in.

I sit on the edge of my bed and took a deep sigh and drop myself on the bed and stare at the ceiling then later on closing my eyes.

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