*Adam's P.O.V*

I walked into the hospital. I waited for the guy who supplied me with blood. "Doctor! Please you need to cone with me!" A nurse said, grabbing me. She dragged me to room.

I wasn't able to tell her anything when people pushed a girl in. She was laying on a gurny. She looked to be in pain, but was trying to play it off.

"Mom I'm fine! There just st scratches." I heard her say. But could easily tell it wasn't just scratches. Her arm was twisted, and her leg was was well.

"Uhhh. What happened?" I asked. "Car accident." A nurse said. "Eva! I'm So sorry!" I heard a man said. I saw a man with spiky brown hair. "I'm fine. Really. I'm ok!" She tried.

I looked at her face. She was beautiful. For a human. Her dark hair. Had some blonde in it. Her big Brown eyes was pure. Pale skin, full pink lips.

She had a swollen bump on her forehead.

I examined her. "Well need to get stitches. And your arm is broken and your keg is fractured." I told her.

I knew what to do. I've had to do this a few times before.

As I fixed her up, her innocent eyes, never left my masked face. She fluid flinch and whimper in pain, but other then that.

"You'll have to use a wheelchair." I told her once I was finished. "Can I use crutches?" She asked. "Lets see if you can with one arm." I said, I wanted to see how far she could go.

She looked determined. But she couldn't get far.

She huffed when she had to sit in the wheelchair. "Can I use the crutch when I perform?" She asked. I looked at her.

"You perform?" I asked. She nodded. "Yeah. My band and I perform at my uncle's burger shack. You should come. We perform tomorrow. They've got great food. Great people." She said.

I felt a smile form on my face, though, she couldn't see it.

"I'd like that." I said. She smiled at me. "Great." She reached over, I flinched. "It's ok. I'm not going to bite." She teased.

She grabbed my pen then grabbed my hand. She took the glove off, and started to write on it.

"Here you go. We perform at around eight." She said. I nodded, trying to get over the sparks that was going off from my hand. She blushed a bit.

She was rolled out and then she was gone.

I felt... empty again... sad that she was gone.

I got my blood and went home thinking about her.

Evangeline.