"Are you awake?" When I heard her voice, my eyes fluttered open. I blinked twice before trying to sit up. The first thing I felt was a sharp pain in my side, and I fell back onto the cold, sterilized pillows. Breathing in I automatically realized where I was. I also realized what happened.
"Autumn? Are you okay? I'm so sorry." I said, feeling my eyes water up. Tears rolled gently down my cheeks, as I looked at her. She looked unscratched, undamaged. As a matter of fact she looked completely untouched, and as if she were glowing. Although the semi-truck slammed into her side of the red convertible that I called my own.
She was wearing the same white shorts and dark top that she wore to the party. Her hair was still barely touching her uncovered shoulders, and her pale arms were crossed in front of her thin frame. She was just as beautiful as when I first saw her. Looking at her smile at me made me feel so much better, and almost covered all of the physical pain that traveled along my body.
Tears rolled down her cheeks, and I quickly lifted my arms to comfort her, but the pain was unbearable. I put my arms back down on the sheets and winced.
"Don't hurt yourself," She said, walking over to my side and laying a hand on my arm. "I'm so glad your okay, I thought you were never going to wake up." She said, her voice cracking at the end and her face wincing. She was holding herself back from crying and I could tell by the way she gently bit down on the inside of her lip. She leaned over quickly and hugged me, I once again picked up my arms, and this time successfully wrapped them around her waist. I closed my eyes and breathed in. The familiar smell of strawberry shampoo filled my nostrils putting a smile once again on my face.
I opened my eyes again and looked around the room. Green and white stripes covered the walls, a long with floral pictures. A window along the back wall showed a blue sky, and a massive tree. There were light green chairs with light wooden arm rests in the corners of the room. An I.V. was shoved into the inside of my arm, plunging a white liquid and a red liquid in my arm.
While looking around I tried to remember what had happened that night. The night before I was in the hospital.
We left my house, I know that for sure. Her flip flops clapped across the pavement as she clumsily ran to my car. I chuckled as she stumbled in, and then walked to my side. I wiped my hands on my jeans before turning the car on, grabbing her hand, and backing the car into the street. With her loose hand, she turned on the radio and then stared off into the distance with that beautiful smile on her face.
The bass in my car was loud, vibrating the backs of our seats as we drove down highways, and back streets. We sang out popular lyrics as we made our way to the Lake. It was our favorite place to go on Saturday nights, mostly because of the late night cuddling as we sipped Coronas and staring out at the moons reflection against the water.
Maybe sipping too many Coronas is what I did. On the drive home feeling a bit buzzed and dizzy, I should have known better. Autumn giggled and told me everything was going to be fine, and that she needed to get home before her parents worried. So I kissed her on the cheek and drove. We blared music as we raced down the highway. Autumn threw her hands in the air and laughed. I stared at her and smiled, which led to me not paying attention to the red light in front of me.
It was the first one that I had seen in a while after driving on a straight highway for thirty minutes to an hour. The thing I remembered most was Autumn's smile dropping as she looked over to her right and then back at me, squeezing my hand as the truck slammed into her side.
I let go of her hand and protected myself. I let go of her damn hand, I took care of my God damned self. Another scene popped into my head, and then I remembered looking over at her after we had flew a ways away from the truck. I looked at my arm, covered in blood. I tried to move it, I tried to touch her. I saw her face, covered in the red liquid I despised so much at that moment. Her face was even paler that normal, and her body was limp. I tried to scream her name, but my throat cracked and squeaked. I tried to scream for help, but my voice was unheard.
With that my eyelids fell, and blackness was the only world I knew, until now of course.
She had to be dead. There was no way that she could be alive. Yet she was.
The Curiosity filled my mind and finally, I asked.
"How...How did you survive? There was no possible way that you could have....survived that. You were limp...you were gone. You weren't alive....You couldn't have been, there was a piece of metal jutting out of your neck.... how?" Autumn stood up straight, and her face was frowning. Tears ran down her face in rivers, and she touched my face.
"How?! Answer my question god damn it Autumn? Please tell me I'm not dreaming, please tell me this is real, that your alive!" I yelled out, squeezing her hand with my own, and ignoring every ounce of pain that shot through my body.
The door opened wide and my mother and the doctor ran in. Her face was streaked with tears and the doctors face was filled with shock.
"My baby!" My mother screamed out running towards me and giving me a hug. I looked over at Autumn only to realize she was gone.
"Where did Autumn go? Where did she go, mom?" I said my eyes watering up.
My mom squeezed my hand.
In the story there were some grammatical errors that are easy fixes- there are a couple of areas where you switched from past tense to present tense and there were some sentences that just needed tweaking with their structures. Other than that, everything made great sense and the story was an emotional one. You've got great potential!
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