Driving down the road was scary enough without having to hit the interstate. I took a deep breath and pulled out into the heavy flow of traffic. I had to make sure to drive carefully because I wasn't old enough to have my drivers license or permit. If I got pulled over, everything would spiral down. Eventually, my heavy breathing slowed and I gained a good amount of confidence.
Finally, the pet store came into view and a huge grin spread across my face. I felt myself speed up and I went for the entrance to the parking lot. As I was passing the over lanes I saw another car speeding towards me. I jerked the steering wheel the other way and straight into an SUV in the lane on the other side of me. The car spun out and I was shot off of the road and rolled down the hill. My head was spinning and by the time I made it to the bottom of the hill, I saw the steering wheel fly towards my face and everything went black.
There was a faint throbbing in the back of my head as I attempted to open my eyes. I couldn't move at all and I felt a hand on my head. Someone lifted me up and I groaned. Someone was crying. It sounded like a young boy. I tried thinking as hard as I could of who it could be, but there was a searing pain ripping through my entire body. I willed myself to go back to sleep like the lazy bum I am and eventually, it worked.
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Everything was white. I blinked a few times to adjust my sight. A blurry something came into my line of vision and I squinted. There was a man. He was wearing a blue mask and scrubs. I was in the hospital. I absolutely hate hospitals. Everything is white and boring. There's always a weird smell of... I don't know... unearthly cleanness?
It came back to me slowly, but it came. I remembered the little boy crying. It was Thomas. Why would they bring my little brother to see me like this? I have no idea, but it was awfully stupid of them. I remembered why I was in the car. I was going to buy Thomas a puppy with the money I had saved from my music lessons. I was too young! Did the police know? Was I in trouble? I had so many questions I needed to ask, but nothing came out of my mouth when I opened it.
"She's awake"said a mysterious and unfamiliar voice. I think it was the nurse, but I couldn't tell because of the mask on his face. "Do you want to bring in the boy now?"
The boy. Was Thomas here? He couldn't be, but as I thought it, my precious angel bolted into the room and stood shaking with excitement beside my bed.
"Sister!" He cried. I turned my head to look at him, but as I did, pain ripped through my head.
"I...is your head feeling better now?" I had no idea what he was talking about.
"What?" I croaked as the nurse came back in.
"You hit your head pretty hard. You have a concussion and a small fracture along with a pretty badly broken arm. How much do you remember?"
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Glitter Glue
RandomMy dad is gone. My mom yells too much. It's just me and my precious little brother. He's just one little blonde boy, but to me… he is the future… and I'm gonna make sure his light stays shining bright. Even though mine was snuffed at an early age.