POV: AnaliaI wake up to the sound of sirens, my head pounding beyond measure and my ears ringing incessantly.
I open my eyes slowly and take in my surroundings with a groggy head. My airbag is out and glass is covering all of my seats. There's blood dripping down my face-more blood from before, and a chaos of red and blue lights surrounding me and another car which I suppose is the one that hit me.
The damage to the other car doesn't look too bad so I'm guessing the car accident wasn't that terrible. A few officers jump out of their car and run towards me in a hurry.
I try and open my door but dizziness and my lack of coordination have me fumbling. The officers open the door for me and start asking me questions that my jumbled mind have trouble comprehending.
They must see I'm in no condition to answer questions because they cease their talking and help me stand out of the car.I stumble a bit but they have a tight grip so I am able to walk. They basically drag me to the ambulance and check me for any injuries. I have many scrapes and bruises from the crash and the fight before but the biggest one is the hit I took to my head when the car crashed. They tell me that I have a concussion and their gonna take me to the hospital for further examination.
I shiver at that because I've always hated hospitals due to my frequent visits from when my dad was around.
As I'm sitting in the ambulance I see the person in the other car being attended to by EMTS and the paramedics as well but the thing that catches my eye is that it's the boy who lead me to the locker room and fight.
He notices my attention and gives me a remorseful, apologetic and regretful look. He must've been the one to call the police after he crashed into me.
At least he didn't do an hit and run and we are both alright.
But my poor sliver Honda Civic is not.
The front looks about as bad as expected from a hit from the front. The price to fix it would probably be worth more then if I were to just get a new car.
Ughh.
I'm distracted from my thoughts as the EMTS close the ambulance doors and start driving to the hospital.
I must've fallen asleep on the ride there because the next thing I know I'm in a hospital bed.
The nondescript and bleak blue and white walls, sterile smell, and beeping of the monitor a dead giveaway.
Thoughts of all my previous visits enter my mind but I shove them down as always.
With blurry vision I make out Everest and Sienna in front of my bed.
They had me put them as my emergency contact a little bit ago because they knew I had no one else.
"Omg look she's awake Everest." Sienna rushes to my side and takes ahold of my hand. Her clothes disheveled, her usual bright and Carmel colored skin pale, and her hijab not matching her outfit like it usually is-as if she threw it on in a hurry.
"What happened Rose, when E called me and told me you've gotten in a accident I immediately rushed here as soon as possible. Don't ever scare me like that again." She says voice cracking and eyes filling with unshed tears.
My voice comes out more husky and guttural from lack of hydration "I'm fine Sienna it was just a little crash and I'm pretty sure I only have a mild concussion."
As if compelled by my words a doctor softly knocks on the door and enters with a soft click.
"Hello mrs Rosalie I'm doctor Russo and I just wanted to have you undergo a MRI and CT scan to help further diagnose your injury and make sure there is no bruising or bleeding in the brain. We will also have you stay overnight to make sure you are ok."
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Mr Gorgeous
RomanceAnalia Rosalie was born into the home of a psychopath. Her dad Roberto was the worst human being to roam the earth. He constantly put her in harms way when inviting his "friends" over and abused her physically and emotionally and has even raped her...