[A/n] This is a one shot not so long of a story. The idea came to my head to write this story so I did. Enjoy!
Secrets Lies Behind Pretty Faces: Chapter 1: Miley's POV
I hear the words of strangers around me. The tone one of not so nice and caring, but of one filled with anger and annoyance. I could faintly make sense of what they were saying.
"We need to pull the plug now." Stranger 1 argued.
"We can't just let her die," Stranger 2 replied with a hint of sensitivity.
"It has been 3 months she's been in coma," Stranger 1 harshly stated.
"Just one more week if there's no improvement you could go ahead and kill the poor girl," pleaded Stranger 2.
"Fine one week and that's it," Stranger 1 spoke.
Someone opened the door and left slamming it so hard I felt the vibrations.
I felt someone touching and smoothing my long brown curly hair. They whispered, "Please wake up out this coma soon."
I tried saying something but no words came out. I painfully tried to open my eyes. After a few tries and moments later, I could see the place around me. I was lying down on a rough bed in a white painted room with 2 chairs and a whole lot of medical equipment. It was all so overwhelming I couldn't figure out why I was in a hospital. Wait, I was in coma for 3 weeks! Where was my family? I tried saying something but my throat was too dry. All I could do was let out a cough. I started moving around and creating noise so the nearby nurse can come in to my room. After a few minutes two nurses rushed into my room and alerted a doctor. The same voice that whispered me to wake up before was now asking me to say something. I opened my mouth a let out a weak cough to show them my throat was dry. One of the nurses handed me a paper cup with tap water in it. I drank it so quickly I almost choked. I tried one more time to say something and this time my weak low voice was heard. The nurse who talked to me before was overjoyed.
"Hello, Ms. Stewart. I'm May a nurse at this hospital," the familiar nurse said to me softly with a kind grin, "you've been in coma here for the past 3 weeks."
"Umm...May, how did I end up in coma and why isn't my parents here?" I asked weakly struggling to get the words out.
Trying to avoid my question she asked, "Oh honey, what is the last thing you remember?"
I tried thinking about what happened before and all I could remember is me and my sister driving home from the P4R4MOR3 [a/n the 4 stand for a's and the 3 means a E I couldn't write the real name of the band because of ff] concert and there was a sudden crash that caused me to black out.
"I remember being in the car with my sister driving home and there was a crash," I whispered to the nurse.
"I'm sorry to say the crash is what led you to be in this hospital." May said with a sympathetic smile, "a drunk driver passed a red light and crashed into your car and you became unconscious"
"What happened to my sister?" I asked not prepared to hear a dreaded answer.
May frowned a bit and told me softly, "I'm sorry to say the driver crashed into your sister side of the car and she passed away immediately after the impact." She wrapped her arms around me as I buried my face into her crying floods of tears. I slowly detached myself from her wiping my tears.
"I'm sorry for staining your clothes with my tears," I whispered to her.
"Oh, sweetie I don't mind at all," she told me as she pushed away my hair from my face.
I gulped a little before I asked, "Where are my parents and the rest of my family?"
I gazed up at her soft green eyes that stood out in her delicate white skin tone and jet black hair. She was really pretty even though she was kind of old. There were a few wrinkles forming and there were light streaks of grey hair which if you really didn't look so carefully wouldn't be noticeable.
There was sadness in her eyes as her eyes as she slowly spoke the words that broke my heart to bits, "Your parents left town after the first week you were in coma and they said if you ever do wake up they left some money for you in a bank accountant."
"No! You're lying my parent will never leave me! They love me I'm their baby girl," I screamed between the sobs. This couldn't be happening my parents said they will always be their for me and they will always love me no matter what. No, this most is a nightmare! What was I to do now? Where am I going to stay with now? I have no family, I have no one. More tears started to cascade down I started wiping my face with the tissues May handed me. I shouldn't be crying over them. They lost 2 daughters instead of one. I tried to pull myself together. I drank some water that was in a cup on the table next to me.
"How long am I to stay in this hospital for," I asked May.
She replied a little surprised I guess you can say since I recovered from the fact my parents leaving so quickly, "Umm…well….I'm so sure but probably in a 2 weeks the least."
"Okay, so I'm going to be sent into the system once I get out of this place since I'm only sixteen." I spoke with a blank expression on my face trying to hide my emotions of despair and agony.
May was taken back with a quizzical expression on her face a bit confused by what I meant, but she finally realized a moment later and said, "Your parents may come back when they hear that your out of coma and you won't have to end up in the foster care system."
I laughed and said, "I'm definitely ending up in the system, well at least I only have to be in there for a year and a few months since I'll turn 17 this November." There was a slight hint of optimism in my voice as I spoke those words. I bet May found me bipolar or strange because of my constant change of emotion.