Perfection

Chapter 10

Hey, guys. I will try to be posting at least 3 chapters of ¨Perfection¨ Today if I can. I need to stay caught up with school too. so please excuse my absence. Thank You!!

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It hurt, all over. This was a different kind of fire. My body felt like it had been hit with a rock a million times. People were screaming. I was on the pavement. Red stuff pooling all around me. The last thing I saw was a person standing over me, it looked like luke. Then I lost my conscience.

I woke up in a moving hospital, wait... This isn't a moving hospital, its an ambulance. Just great. Either I had gotten myself killed or I hit my head too hard. I sat up, a bunch of doctors were checking me. I got put back down, I kept drifting in and out of consciousness. I needed to call my mom, I needed to find Luke. I tried moving my body, ¨No, no don't move Honey!¨ a nurse told me, but I didn't listen. I moved my arms and piercing pain went through me, I screamed, I cried.

I tried to move my legs next, which let me tell you was not a good idea. I cried out as pain shot through my leg like a thousand bullets. It burned, it hurt. My doctors instantly checked me, I was going through so much pain, but not because of my injuries. Luke. I know he was that person I saw before passing out. I could see his face clearly, it was him, he was still alive. But something was wrong with his face, it was distorted and sunken in, he was far too skinny and he had cuts on his face. It was clear that Luke still needed my help.

Once I got to the hospital, they did some x-rays. My left arm and my right leg were broken, I had fractured ribs and a broken finger. I had to be bandaged up which was annoying. My mom came in every once ina while, she was frantic once she found out what happened to me. I didn't care. Luke was somewhere out there. And I could help. That night I didn't sleep though. I was trying to figure things out. Luke was alive, I got hit by a car, I could have died, Luke was Alive. that was the whole point. Luke was alive.

I slept unwillingly and dreamt about Luke. Luke was in the hospital, my hospital. He was walking towards me, unseen by the many doctors and nurses. He wrote something on a note and stuck it on my glass of water. Luke left by the window. I didn't see him. I then woke up. I wish that dream was real. It certainly seemed like it.  I looked at my glass of water, hoping with all my heart that there was a note on there. And there was. I almost jumped up and done with relish. My heart soared as I read Lukes handwriting. Seeing a piece of him like this, after I thought I had lost him. It was just the best thing in the whole world. I read the note again and again. It was telling me to meet Luke tonight behind the hospital. I would obviously need an escape plan. 

My plan for tonight is to say I need to get to the bathroom and run out the back door. then I will meet Luke and we will talk, and maybe I could get him somewhere safe. My family and I could move along with him. So many different paths we could take. I just couldn't wait. I spent the rest of my day, in anticipation...