I lied in the hospital bed, quiet, emotionless, and alone. Nothing could be worse than finding out you only have a certain amount of time left in this world, nothing is worse than knowing exactly when you're going to leave, and have no way out of it. The knock on the door scared me, I jumped. I looked at the door, unable to speak. It wasn't worth it, why waste time answering the nurses and the doctors, there are no options here, I'm gone. My parents? Who cares, they were never home anyways. Little sister? Now that's something that was worth living for. Annabelle, her blond hair that ran down her back, her big, green, child like eyes that never lost their shine. Her honesty, strength, and hope, never leaving her body. Somebody worth living for alright. I guess I'll have to make sure to watch over her, huh? Somebody has to keep her safe.

"Hey honey" Mom sat at the edge of my bed, half smiling, half frowning. Followed by Annabelle, who sat in the chair next to my bed. She starred at me, I guess she was as clueless and confused as I was. But still, her eyes shined, showing an inner joy and happiness. I'll miss that.

"Hi" I pulled on a strong smile, "Shouldn't you guys be at home?"

Mom shook her head, "No, we couldn't leave you here. Annabelle didn't want to. We wanted to know what the Doctors have said, and stay with you the night?"

"Gabriella, that little boy you saved wants to say thanks. His parents and him are outside in the hall, can they come in?" The Doctor tried to smile, but I could tell something was wrong. Something bad was coming, and I had a feeling I wouldn't like it too much.

I nodded my head, my side still hurt, my head was pounding, I couldn't feel either of my legs, my arm was probably broken judging by the cast around it. "Sure, let them in"

A loving family of four came in, a little boy, older sister, and two parents. Followed by Grandparents. I automatically envied this family, for having everything I've dreamed of. Support.

"Gabriella, thank you so much for saving Ben's life. We could have lost him.." The Mom started crying, as the Dad held her tightly.

"It was nothing...really. He's okay, I'm guessing" My eyes studied Ben, his leg was cut, his arm was wrapped up in a cast. Poor kid.

The father nodded, letting a few tears escape. "We weren't watching him for one second, and he automatically went for the street.."

I nodded my head, "Kids are always hard to watch. The point is that he's okay"

Grandma and Grandpa starred me down, "Are you some type of angel?" Grandma whispered, smiling at me.

"Just a girl looking out for people" I smiled a little, "He's too young for his life to end anyways. He has more to look forward to than me"

I guess I didn't notice who the girl was, Sharpay Evans? Wasn't she dating that guy Troy Bolton? "Thankyou so much, Gabriella." She smiled, "I wouldn't live without Ben. He means so much to me, and of all people, you, the girl I've treated like crap, saves him. I owe you so much, starting with a sorry." She sighed, "I promise to visit you, too. I'll have kids from school and-"

"It's okay" I shook my head, "Thanks, Sharpay"

The family left, and the Doctor soon returned. "They really do mean everything they said, Gabriella"

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, I know. That kid didn't deserve what was coming though, That truck would have easily killed him" I groaned, my head started to hurt more."What happened to my legs?"

The Doctor sighed, "Your legs are paralyzed, and that's not all. That would have been making it out easy. You have internal bleeding from a number of places, including your head. We were able to stop a few, but they keep opening back up, the surgery didn't go as planned. You're actually lucky to be awake right now. As for your brain, we're not sure what's wrong. There's definitely something big, but we can't identify where it's coming from. But if things keep going as planned.."

I felt tears streaming down my cheek, "How long do I have?"

The Doctor looked down, "One week"

Annabelle was at the lunch room, getting Mom a coffee. Mom was crying, hysterically. As if she even saw half of my life anyways.

"My baby girl.." she said wiping her tears.

Annabelle opened the door with a coffee from star bucks, Mom quickly straightened up, acting as if nothing was wrong.

"Mom, can I talk to Annabelle alone?" I sighed, with pleading eyes.

"Okay" she stood up and walked out of the room. This must not be going as planned for her.

"What's wrong?" she started, already crying. "Why was Mom crying? I heard her from the end of the hall! What did the doctors say?"

I started crying, but stopped. I knew I had to be strong for her, at 13 she probably had enough drama. "Bell, stop. Please, just listen to me."

she crawled up to the bed and held my hand, looking me dead in the eyes. The child in her was gone, the shine remained. The happiness abandoned her, the inner joy slowly died out.

"Whatever happens, we'll always be sisters. You know that, right?" I paused, gulping down. Here comes the hard part. "I promise you, whatever happens, I'm always going to be looking our for you. You're always going to be able to come to me for advice and everything. I promise I'll always answer you."

she cut me off, a loud sob echoing through out the room. "You're going to die, aren't you? Brie, if you leave, I'm not going to have anybody! Mom and Dad are never home! It's not fair, you're all I have. It's team Bell and Brie, it always have been!"

"and it always will be. I promise." I sighed deeply, "I love you, Bell. I always will, and you're always going to be on my mind. You're more than my little sister. You're my life, I've watched out for you since you were born, since I was three. Whenever you're in trouble, just think of me and I'll help you, I promise, just keep me close."

She continued crying, "Here, I made this for you in art class. I made one for me, too. They match on purpose, and those beads in the middle say 'never forget. forever and always. bell&brie' told us we had to do this project on somebody that inspired us, and I was going to give it to you when you went on the trip to California with Taylor, so you didn't forget me. But I want you to have it now"she tied the bracelet on my right wrist as she tied it on her own left wrist.

Mom came in, "Bell, let's go home. Dad wants us home," she paused, "He'll come by to see you tomorrow"

Course, he's too busy for me now, right?

"Does he know?" I sighed,

"No" she shook her head, as Bell hopped down from my bed, and grabbed Mom's hand. "I'll see you tomorrow Brie" she choked, still crying.

The truck continued skidding on the ice, beeping it's horn loudly, trying to get the attention of the people on the sidewalk.

The little boy innocently wandered around, completely clueless of the actions around it.

So I ran, I ran with all my strength and grabbed the boy, pushing him to the other side of the street.

He broke out into loud sobs, people stood frozen as my body was tossed around like I had no bones, like I was a rubber band that had no breaking point, like I wasn't human.

The parents quickly picked the boy up, and dialed 911. Actually a lot of people were.

My eyes felt heavy, I kept trying to keep them open.

Somebody was next to me, telling me to stay awake. I know now that it was Troy Bolton.

The truck was still on both my legs, my head was bleeding, the blood was going over my eyes.

My arm was twisted into ways nobody would imagine possible.

Nothing like a cold ice day to screw everything up.

I gave up, I closed my eyes and that was it. I blacked out.

I heard Troy yelling for me to come back,

I didn't. His voice became softer, softer, softer..

gone.