Prologue
"I'm sorry Annie. But it's over. I can't be around someone who only thinks of themselves. This world needs more people like me who are giving, and good looking, and ready to embrace love. When I get married it would be to someone who has all of these attributes and to be frank you posses none of them. I can't keep living a lie."
That is what he said to me. That is what my fiancé said to me on our wedding day, in the middle of our vows.
\What a jackass. He couldn't have picked a better time to tell me he wasn't interested in me anymore, so instead he told me in front of our family, friends and my boss.
When it happened I felt as if I was a piece of toast having a thick layer of peanut butter spread all over me, just thick enough that I couldn't breathe. But having that feeling wash over me meant that, oh you guessed it, I fainted, only to wake up with no husband and a terrible headache. Of coarse he had already made his great escape by the time I woke up. He just left me there and I haven't seen him since.
It' s been 6 months since then and I've managed to lose my job making me move out of my apartment and in with my best friend, who mind you did have a man to love her unconditionally.
Other than constantly feeling like the third wheel thing haven't really turned around for me.
But I had a feeling they would soon.
"Leah I'm sorry but I'm not really in the best mood to talk about this at the moment." Or maybe things might just stay like this forever. I let out a truly exasperated sigh.
"Annie all I'm saying is you should make better choices in men." She added on in a contradicting voice.
However, the sad part wasn't that my best friend was telling me this, or the fact that I hadn't really acknowledged it until now, but that it was true.
I mean it's truly undeniable that I have horrible taste in men, but the way she said it hit me. The hit wasn't like a hockey puck to the face no, it was more like a truck slamming into you in the middle of a highway.
"Annie?...Annie? Hello?" She was waiting for me to respond. But I had already hung up.
Feeling the full effects of the statement my friend had just wholeheartedly thrown my way, I gingerly placed the phone in my hands down on the coffee table to my right, stood up grabbed the car keys out of the bowl on my way out of my apartment.
I stepped out into the cool autumn air. I could feel it as it touched my cheeks. Red pigment slowly surfacing and becoming my already chilled fingers into the pockets of my coat.
I made my way across the busy street, cars honked, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was get that beat up car on the other side of the mile long street I seemed to be on.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain shoot through my left leg. It surged throughout my whole body sending me into unexpected darkness.
Chapter 1
Blankness pushed to all corners of my mind. Colourful images slowly fading then disappearing altogether.
As they disappeared i could here voices."Do you think she'll be okay?"
"Yes she just has a slight concision and broken leg. She's lucky she didn't break her femur. That would have resulted in further complications,"a light female voice sounded in the background.
"Oh good. I just feel so terrible about this. She just walked right in front if me. I had no time to stop, but i wish i did," another voice replied.
As the two spoke i felt light filter through my eyelids as i moved to open them. I winced at the intensity of it.