Chapter One
Aaron
"Lucy, hurry up!" I called from the bottom of the stairs, then I heard a loud crash from the kitchen and hurried back into the room to find the tea pot smashed and Mum looking pissed off as she manoeuvred her wheelchair as she tried to pick up the smashed pieces herself.
"Mum, let me do that." I assured her, quickly picking up the broken pieces and putting them into the bin "why didn't you ask me for help?"
"Because I'm still your mother and I can do some things on my own!" Mum snapped irritably and I tried to ignore her abruptness as I mopped up the mess.
Oh Christ, it was going to be one of those days.
I made a fresh pot of tea (with a spare tea pot) as my fourteen year old sister Lucy walked in, wearing her school uniform with her rucksack slung over her shoulder.
"I'm off, I'll grab some breakfast on the way." Lucy said and I frowned at her, guessing why she wanted to leave so early.
"I can walk you to school if you want," I offered, but again I already knew her answer.
"Lucas is walking me," Lucy said casually, smiling to herself as she grabbed an apple from the fruit basket on the dinning table.
Lucas was her boyfriend (of two years), but as big brother I wasn't allowed to admit I thought he was a good kid and I figured out early on in their relationship that the more I pretended to disapprove the more serious their relationship got.
"Make sure he looks after you," I warned as she walked towards the front door "or I'll spoon his eyeballs out and shoved them down his throat."
Lucy laughed, but didn't reply as she walked out the door.
"You got a letter from Holby City Hospital," Mum said suspiciously as she pointed to the pile of letters on the counter "what's it about?"
"How should I know?" I lied easily as I picked up the letter that was addressed to me and saw it was from the Accident and Emergency Department. I definitely knew what this was about.
"I'm just going to pick some milk up from the shop," I told her quickly and pulled on my jacket that was lying on the chair near the table, heading towards the door as fast as possible.
"We've already got milk-" Mum began, but I was already out the door and missed the end of that sentence.
I headed down the estate that was pretty much deserted and sat on a nearby bench and held the letter apprehensively.
I hadn't told my Mum I applied for a job as a student nurse at the local hospital because I knew she would freak out. I'm already working at a pub as a cleaner during the week and a waiter at the local café on weekends, but as the man of the house I needed to start bringing in the money and get those bills that were stacking up sorted. Since Mum had that car accident when I was fourteen that ended up with her being paralysed from the waist down, my Dad pissed off with some cheap tart and I quickly became man of the house/Mum's carer/Lucy's guardian in just two weeks. I graduated college last month with a medical degree, it was time to put it to good use.
I opened the letter and sighed with relief when I saw that they wanted to offer me a position, which was going to get me one step closer to becoming a nurse and bringing in some serious money.
I grinned as I got up and walked towards the local shops, looking round as a car turned the corner and bolted towards me.
I felt the full force of impact before I blacked out.
Author's Note: Hey, hope you enjoyed reading this chapter and a review would be greatly appreciated as this story is brand new. This is going to be a tester chapter to see what you readers think and if it gets a good response, I'll definitely continue this fanfic as a proper story.
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