The Unknown
Chapter 1
"I hate you! You're such an ass, I don't know what I was thinking-"
"Just SHUT UP and get the hell out of my face!"
"I don't know why I'm still here. I don't know how I ever could have let this happen! I never should have let you get this close- I never want to see your fucking face again!" And with that said she stormed out of the house, and slammed the door behind her, before he could get a word in edgewise.
The storm was raging outside. It kept her mind off the fight. She was still fuming when she ran through the pouring rain and climbed into her car.
Lightning lit up the sky, revealing him standing in front of one of the windows, watching the headlights of her car turn on. He knew they would regret the fight later. He already regretted pushing her past her limits.
She was muttering curses under her breath as she drove along another section of flooded road. It had been storming for three days straight now. And she was sick to death of all the floods and the branches in the roads. Visibility sucked, and the wipers couldn't even keep up with the onslaught of rain water.
He thought about calling her up, apologizing, but he didn't want to give in, not this soon. They both knew, deep, deep down, that he had a point but she was too stubborn to back down and say so. She told him that she was doing just fine with things the way they were, and he knew she wasn't about to go back on that statement. At least not if she could help it.
She spaced for a moment, before blinking away the image of his ice blue eyes. The whole dashboard of her car was lit up. She looked out her window and was met with the high-beams of a tractor trailer truck coming directly at her.
The horn blared.
The wave was bigger than her car.
She screamed.
They crashed and her car flipped.
She could hear her phone ring as her world slowly got darker.
******Save Me******
s chance she has of waking up.
"I don't know how much longer I can take this..." He muttered.
It tore him up inside. There was nothing he could do for her. With a nearly inaudible sigh he walked up to the head of the bed, gazing at the beauty it contained. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed he wondered when she was going to wake up. If ever. He took her small hand in his and gently rubbed his thumb across her knuckles for the first time since the accident. To his shock and amazement, something changed.
She twitched. She was waking up.
Moving as quick as possible he pushed the call button for the doctor. Praying he wasn't imagining this.
The doctor walked in about a minute later. Richard had since moved to the foot of the bed to resume his anxious pacing. Seemingly determined to wear a hole into the floor since he had been pacing in the same spot every day. Without taking his eyes off the girl in the bed he spoke.
"She twitched."
The doctor sent a disbelieving glance his way before checking the girl. "None of her stats have changed, not even the slightest bit. Are you sure she twitched?"
Richard leaned on the chair that he had been sleeping in way too often. "Yes, I know she did. I saw it. I felt it."
The doctor raised an eyebrow at the young man. "You felt it?"
He didn't believe it.
Richard sighed again.
"I was holding her hand." He stated. He had resisted touching her for this long and he missed her. The feel of her skin. The sound of her voice. He missed everything about her and just couldn't take it anymore. He had finally broken down and taken her hand in his.
The doctor checked everything very closely.
"Nothing has changed. Now if you'll excuse me, I have other patients that I need to see."
Richard growled softly as the door clicked shut. He knew he didn't imagine it. He had felt her twitch.
He leaned on the foot of the bed, examining her. The I.V. was still providing the nutrients she needed. Her breathing was still slow and steady. The last of the bruising from the accident was still fading.
She was lucky. Things could've been much worse. She was very lucky she got out of that crash with just a bunch of bruises and cuts...if only she hadn't hit her head...
He was so lost without her and her snide little comments. Oh how he loved her sense of humor. With a resigned sigh he went and sat on her bed again. He took a deep, nerve calming breath and took her hand in his again.