"You Skinny, pass me that!" The voice demanded from the driver's seat of the Ford white truck. He ran his left hand through his dark brown hair, as he waited for it to passed to him from the short blonde haired boy in the middle, between him and the one named Skinny. He glanced as his friend in the middle took a long hit just as Skinny exhaled.
"Come on Jesse..."He drawled out waiting for his friend to pass it along, getting impatient he quickly snatched it out of Jesse's hands.
"Badger, what the fuck?" Jesse asked as he went to reach for it, causing Badger to switch hands causing Jesse to lean in front of his view.

It was just another day for these three young sixteen year olds, It was a Friday night and they were just driving around until the party that they were going to was going to start. Skinny just leaned back and ignored the arguing of his two friends, it was usual for them to argue over something. He just leaned back and closed his eyes, feeling like he was going to pass out...That was until, he suddenly fell forward in his seat as his head bashed against the dashboard.
"Badger, man what the fuck?"
"Damnit, if it wasn't for Jesse..." Badger began.
"Yo bitch, we would of been fine if you would of just fucking waited!" Jesse exclaimed as he started to rub his temple before his eyes landed on the white smoldering smoke coming out from under the hood of the truck. Badger saw the intent stare on Jesse's face and followed his gaze with his brown eyes as they landed onto the billowing smoke.
"FUCK MAN!" Badger cried out as he opened the door just as Skinny and Jesse piled out the other side of the truck. Running both of his hands through his hair at this point, he began to pace with anxiety kicking in.
"Man, what the fuck are we gonna do?!" Skinny asked only adding to Badger's anxiety, Jesse on the other hand was squinting through the smoke as his eyes landed onto a small black Toyota camry. He started to inhale deeply as he began to walk over to the other car. He ignored his two friend's panicking as he walked to the driver's side of the Camry. Peering into the window he saw a girl slumped over on the steering wheel, Glancing around he noticed there was only her in the car. Holding his breath he lifted his right hand out towards the girl and placed it above her tan shoulder, He soon let his breath out when he felt the small and yet fait, movement of her breathing.
"You okay?" He asked patiently waiting for a response. He quickly nudged her shoulder, trying to gain the young girl's attention. But to no avail, he franticly brought his left hand to his mouth before immediately turning around from the girl.
Fuck. He thought to himself as he glanced back behind him to see if the girl moved from her previous position at all. Again, there was no movement. Cursing again, he quickly walked over to his friends.
"Call 911." He demanded his friend Skinny as Badger's eyes widened hearing this.
"Jesse, I'll get a DUI!" He exclaimed to his friend in a whisper. Jesse was about to say something, but instead he grabbed Badger by the forearm and dragged him over to the car they wrecked into and pushed him to the driver's side. Placing his hand under his chin he just waited for Badger's response.
"FUCK man, Is she dead?" He asked as he turned back round to Jesse who shook his head as his hand shook.
"Out cold." He answered while glancing over to Skinny who just now hung up the phone and made his way over towards the two.
"She's bleeding from her hear." Skinny stated causing Jesse to look down at the young girl again, her chesnut hair was falling over the steering wheel.

"YO, I think that means she's brain dead." Jesse began to ignore the sounds of his friends comments, He watched as her body slowly moved up and down in a form of pattern from her breathing. Sniffing he lowered himself to the curbside and couldn't help but to stare up at the young girl. She must of seen them and skidded to a halt, but apparently she didn't brake fast enough. He was soon brought back to reality as he heard the distant cries of the ambulance as it made its way down the main drag in the city. He pulled his coat closer to him as he stood up and watched as the EMTS came running over towards the incident, he heard the explanation from Badger and felt the sudden breeze of their passing as they ran towards the young girl.
He watched as they checked for a pulse and carefully lifted her out of the car. They ever so gracefully placed her down on the gurney, He watched as they placed the head rest next to either side of her head, covering her long chestnut hair. She had a tan complexion and arched eyebrows, His eyes traced over her high cheekbones and soft light pink lips. He saw a thin red line trailing down from those lips and cascaded down her chin as it made a small pool in the small sunken in hole jus above her collar bone. He saw the faint hint of silver sparkling under the red pool on her neck, following the silver line his eyes soon met a small crucifix hanging in the v neck of her cream colored shirt.
As his eyes danced upon the silver crucifix, he couldn't help but think of his own beliefs. He wasn't exactly sure of what he believed in, but one thing he did know was that he hoped for the girl to be okay.

"We have an I.D." One of the EMTs stated bring Jesse back to the situation at hand, he watched as Badger detailed the accident to one of the officers.
"Lives on Negro Arroyo Lane. Name, Siddalee Arthur. Age 16." The raven haired EMT stated as Jesse watched him lift the gurney up from the ground. The blonde one glanced down at the young girl, now known as Siddalee and stated,
"I'll look up the address and call for family." He took the id and walked over to the ambulance as the raven one began pushing the gurney to it.

It was Sunday morning and Jesse, hasn't slept good for most of the weekend due to Friday's incident. He sat in his bedroom in his parents house and drummed his fingers along the nightstand. He kept worrying about that young girl from the accident. His eyes glanced out the window as he saw a black camry drive by, he couldn't help but let his eyes deceive him into seeing the young girl driving that car. Shaking his head he pushed himself off his bed and grabbed his keys off the dresser. Walking out of his room he passed his younger brother's room and saw him playing on the floor with some nascars. Smiling to himself after seeing his brother, it soon turned into a frown as he wondered if that young girl had any younger siblings. He soon made his way down the stairs just in time as he saw the doorknob turn as his mother walked in, just getting off of work.
"Jesse! Are you going to be staying in for dinner?" She asked seeing the keys dangling from his hand. Giving a slight headshake of no, he smiled as he slipped past her out the front door and made his way over towards his car.
He decided to go out on a drive to relax his mind. He would of lit up usually, but his inventory was a little low. He didn't feel like running over to his friends, they would just keep talking about the incident and how the girl looked like she was dead.
kind of name was that? Some kind of fucking flower? She looked pretty young. And pretty for being unconscious. Damn Badger! Why couldn't of he just waited? Then I wouldn't of be feeling this guilty, I wonder if the other guys are? Plus what the fuck was she doing? Like she didn't see us beforehand? Damn girl had to be doing something to make her so distracted! I wonder how Badger's mom is handling everything..
Jesse soon looked up and found that he drove himself to the hospital while at the same time being lost in his own thoughts. Drumming his fingers against the steering wheel, his eyes couldn't help but glance around the parking lot.

"Can I help you?" The nurse asked bringing Jesse out of his thoughts as he glanced around the waiting room, seeing people in pain or either sick. Looking at the frumpy old woman he murmmerd,
"I'm looking for Siddalee Arthur." Seeing the woman nod she soon typed on the keyboard and glanced up at her computer screen.
"The reason for your visit?" The woman asked causing Jesse to scoff and raise his eyebrows in stupidity at her. Christ, this is a hospital. He thought to himself as he answered, "To make sure she's okay after the car accident." Watching as the elderly woman gave a small grimace she lifted her hand and placed a visitor sticker onto the counter while stating,
"She's in room 334B." Grabbing the sticker Jesse lifted it towards as a sign of thanks while he looked up at the directional signs hanging from the ceiling telling him which elevator to take. He was standing in the elevator as he peeled the paper off of the sticker before placing the sticker on his blue coat. He glanced up at the screen as he it dinged telling him he was on level 3. As the elevator doors opened he peered his head out into the hallway as he began to follow the room numbers.

305
310
312
315
322
328
330
332

He stopped at 332 and just stared down at the next door while thinking, What the fuck am I doing? Shaking his head he turned back around realizing how ridiculous this whole thing was. The girl didn't even know who he was, why was he here in the first place? He didn't know her.

But she was just an innocent girl at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Jesse turned back towards walking to 334. As his eyes glanced over across the hall and he saw someone carrying flowers.
What the fuck am I going to do? just walk in there no flowers, and say "Hey..I was in the car you wrecked into Fri! My name's Jesse."
Jesse turned around again and began to walk back towards the elevator.
So your just going to pretend that never happened and go on the rest of your life with this hanging over your head.
Jesse let out a deep sigh as he shook his head and turned around yet again, and proceeded his intentional walk towards 334. He took a deep breath as he knocked on the door.

"Come in." A soft calm voice called from behind the beige oak door. Pressing on the handle Jesse heard it click as he pushed the door forward and peeked his head through the opening. Glancing throughout the room, his eyes landed on the familiar face of the young girl. Her hair was tied up in a disheveled bun above her head. She was propped sitting up by a stack of pillows behind her as her eyes were focused onto the flat screen TV in front of her bed. He dragged his feet into the room and glanced down towards the floor as he slowly made his way over towards her bed,
"I honestly can't even tell I have a concussion anymore I feel like I can walk-wh-who are you?" She asked caught off-guard by this young man in her room. He glanced down at her hand as it reached from the remote, watching as her finger lingered over the nurse call button.
"Yo, I was there the day of your accident!" He stated with hands up before swallowing the lump that was sitting in the middle of his throat, as his eyes lingered up her white hospital gown and met her light green ones. Her eyes took in his appearance, baggy jacket with a baggy pair of jeans.
"Oh..Uh, what are you doing here?" She asked as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion she then lowered the volume on her TV. Walking a few steps closer he took in her hospital room and saw cards sitting along the window sill.

"I uh, just kind of wanted to make sure you were alive, ya know?" He asked awkwardly as his eyes lingered back to the floor. Nodding her head in understanding her eyes glanced over to the chair in the corner.
"You can have a seat if you want." She stated as Jesse soon took notice of the chair and walked over to sit down in it.
"So what's your name?" She asked as her eyes met his.
"Jesse Pinkman." He answered as his eyes quickly shifted away from hers. She's a mess and she looks beautiful beyond words. He thought to himself trying to avoid her eyes.
"Did you say, you had a concussion?" Jesse asked now taking notice of her right arm in a purple cast. Sighing as she tried to adjust herself to sit up straighter she nodded. Jesse instantly felt his heart sink.
"Wait, how'd you find me?" She quipped turning towards him just as a nurse brought in a lunch tray for her. Glancing at her tray he shrugged his shoulders while watching the nurse walk out and answered,
"Heard the EMT say your name was Siddalee Arthur. Just asked for your room." Nodding she pulled the tray over towards her and grimaced at the meal.
"Jesse, want the chicken sandwich?" She asked. Jesse's head perked up hearing her say his name. It sounded nice, hearing it roll off of her tongue. Almost melodic, she said it with such grace and it wasn't out of spite, discipline, or humor. But out of true sincerity.
"Nah. I think you should have it for strength."
"Please? Come on, they won't let me leave until I can prove I can keep my food down. But I'm a vegetarian and the stupid nurse must have short term memory cause she keeps bringing me dead animals." Siddalee begged which earned her Jesse's attention and a smile at that. He watched as she began to eat the green Jell-O. Her eyes gleamed with a smile as she dug her spoon into the jello. Similar to a little kid eating ice cream.
"A vegetarian?" Jesse asked in a curious manner before she handed him her sandwich.
"Ethical reasons." She commented as she placed the empty Jell-O container onto her tray.
"PINKMAN?!" A voice cried out from the door way startling both Jesse and Siddalee.

Siddalee glanced over towards the doorway just as Jesse did and his eyebrows furrowed on confusion as he shot a look between Siddalee and the new person.

"Yo, Mr. White."

Mr. White walked further into the room and stared at Siddalee who looked much better than these past two days. As his eyes lingered up to her face he noticed it sudden turned to a pale color, well pale for her at least. For other people it would of been a very faint tan. throwing her legs over the bed she made her way to stand up. Jesse watched with confusion as he leaned forward unsure of her actions, he didn't know if she was going to faint or just walk it off. But he made himself ready in case she was going to fall forward onto him.
Too fast. Siddalee thought to herself as she raced her hand to her stomach, and the next thing she felt was her throat tightening and then she jolted her torso in a downward motion as she saw a colorful display of spew fly out of her mouth onto the floor; landing on Jesse's shoe. Jesse watched as her body began to convulse on the floor. Unsure of what to do, He glanced over to Mr. White who raced to her side, picking her up and quickly pressing the nurse call button. As he placed her back on the bed, his eyes shifted over towards Jesse.
"Leave, Jesse."

(A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter, Please read and review! I just had this idea floating around in my head and decided to share it! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review please! :) )