Lizzy walked into her house after an ordinary, boring, hard day at college to find her mum and step dad sitting at the dining table looking very serious.
"Mum? Dan? What's up?" She asked
"Its' your grandmother, she has had a heart attack." Her mum said.
"She's in hospital." Her Step dad added.
"She's going to be ok ain't she?"
"The doctors don't know." Her mother started crying.
"We're going to go see her now as soon as your brother and sister get back." Mr Roberts said.
"Ok, they'll be a while Josie is walking with her friends and Joe is at football practice." Lizzy muttered.
"Lizzy doesn't mutter please. I told Joseph he wasn't allowed to go to practice because he was out till midnight last night."
"You didn't tell me, I'm the one that takes him, how was I supposed to know." Lizzy muttered angrily.
"Lizzy don't use tha..." her step dad started but was interrupted by the phone. Her mum picked it up.
"Hello? Yes this is Mrs Roberts. Yes Mrs Wiasel is my mother, I understand, yes we are on our way, thank you." Lizzy's mum put the phone down. "Grandma has had another heart attack. They say we need to go see her right away."
"What about Joey and Josie?" Lizzy asked.
"Their thirteen they can look after themselves." Mrs Roberts replied. They Tony d to the car, Mrs Roberts jumped in the driving seat. She jammed the key in the ignition and zoomed down the road doing 20 miles over the speed limit.
"Mum slow down!" Lizzy shouted over the rawr of the engine. Her mum turned round
"My mother is dying in hospital; I am not going to slo..."
"MARY LOOK WHERE YOU'RE DRIVING." Mr Roberts interrupted. Time slowed down, Lizzy saw a car reversing out of its driveway. Lizzy locked eyes with the driver at the last minute, and then time sped up. CRASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. The world went black. Lizzy could hear distant voices and ambulances. Then she went unconscious.
Lizzy opened her eyes slowly. She was looking up a plain ceiling. She could hear people walking around her.
"Mum? Dan? Lizzy muttered.
"Miss Roberts? How are you feeling?" a nurse appeared next to her.
"Stiff. My leg and arms hurt...arm rather. I can only feel one of my arms." Lizzy turned her head panicking so she could see her right arm and saw nothing she also saw she had no left leg. "Where has my arm and leg gone?" Where am I? Where is my mum and step dad?"
"You are in hospital; you and your parents were in a car crash. Your arm and leg got crushed beyond repair so they had to be amputated. Your parents ...um ...err ...died before the ambulance got there. You have been unconscious for 24 hours. I'm very sorry. Is there anyone we can call?" The nurse asked.
"My sister and brother. Their thirteen. They'll probably be worried."
"Ok, I'll get someone to call them for you. You need to rest now." Lizzy closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. She woke up two hours later and saw her brother sitting in the chair next to her and her sister was sitting on her bed where her leg should be.
"Hey how are you doing?" Lizzy asked.
"Is mum and dad really dead?"
"Yes afraid so"
"What happened?" Josie asked tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Hey come here." Lizzy said lifting her arms up from under the sheets, forgetting she only had one arm.
"Wwwwere is yyyyouurrr arrrm gggone." Joey said jumping up.
"When the car crashed my arm and leg got crushed so they had to be chopped off." Lizzy explained.
"Why did the car crash?" Josie asked.
"Grandma, I forgot all about her! We were on our way here because grandma had had a heart attack so mum was racing to get here in time. I told her to slow down." Lizzy wiped a tear away from her eye. "She turned around to shout at me and we drove into the side of a car."
"SO IT'S YOUR FAULT." Joey screamed and Tony d down the ward.
"How could you?" Josie asked. "You killed them." She spat and ran after her twin. Lizzy could feel her eyes start to burn and tears fell like a waterfall down her fAce. A nurse came to check on her every fifteen minutes, and then an artificial limb guy came to talk to her about an artificial arm and leg.
"Good morning Miss Roberts, my name is Mr Smyth an Artificial limb consultant and I'm here to talk to you about your options. Have you thought about if you want an artificial arm?"
"Erm yes I suppose. I want to look normal. I have enough bulling at college without adding this."
"Ok so as you are eighteen and have stopped most of your growing you can have a permanent one which means I will attach electrodes to your nerves in your shoulder so that it can move almost exactly like your left one. Would you like a permanent one or one that you can take off? Robotic or not? A hand or a claw?"
"Erm permanent, erm robotic and a hand I think." Lizzy said thoughtfully.
"Ok that means you'll have to have another operation. We can do it in the next few weeks so that it causes you the least amount of pain. We'll have to measure your left arm so that it matches in length and then order it. As for your leg we can do that at the same time. Would you like a permanent leg as well?"
"Err no, I'll have one I can take off I think." At that moment Josie walked round the corner
"Ok I'll let you have some rest now. We'll keep you in until we can operate ok?"
"Sure." The doctor hurried off to another patient. "Hey Jose, how have you been?" Josie leapt onto Lizzy and hugged her tight.
"Lizzy I'm so sorry, of course it's not your fault Mum and Dad died. Mum shouldn't have been driving so fast and to be honest they got the better deal. Please forgive me"
"Don't say that." Lizzy muttered. "Of course I forgive you you're my sister."
"Half sister." Josie corrected. "Anyway I came here to tell you that the police have called a care worker. Where going into a home." She said with her head bent.
"What but I can look after you and Joey!"
"Lizzy you have one leg! You can't look after two thirteen year olds anyway your still a teenager yourself."
"I'm 18; I am now considered an adult." Lizzy said calmly.
"It's a care home or we move in with uncle weasel in America." Josie wined.
"Do you remember Uncle Weas?"
"I only know that your brothers went to live with him when they got thrown out of school."
"They're your brothers too."
"Half."
"Yes I know, their only your half brothers, but they are still your brothers. Have you called them yet?"
"No, why should they know, they hate my dad and they don't care about Mum."
"Go ask the nurse for a phone will you." Lizzy asked. Josie reluctantly raced off to see the nurse and quickly came back pushing a pay phone.