It was the worst pain I had ever felt, mentally and physically. The sound of glass shattering, my mother, Allison, screaming, and my little brother, Luke, crying for help just tore my heart apart. I could smell the burnt rubber, taste my blood, and only saw blackness. I don't remember what happened after that. I just woke to a bright light and one Hell of a migraine. In the background I heard a beeping, thinking it was my alarm clock I tried to press the snooze button.
My hand pressed through air though, that was odd, now I had no clue where I was. Just then a woman walked in dressed in white. She looked at me with bright green eyes, smiled, and left. I didn't have answers to the questions that formed n my head. Another person briskly walked into the room I was kept in. He was a funky short man that said, Ah Miss. Jakobe, you are awake. It's good to see you alive and partly well."
"What do you mean, sir?" I calmly asked trying to get an answer.
"Let me have someone come in and explain everything to you, ok?" the funky man said.
"Wait-"I yelled, but he was already gone. He bounced out of the room before you could blink. After t hat someone else came in the room with a rustling plastic bag, she set it on the bed and left. Why did everyone treat me like I had just risen from the dead? Where was my family and what just happened? So many questions and on one to answer them, what was I going to do now?
Again, someone walked in, she looked very business-like her brown hair was in a bun and she wore a white blouse, black jacket, and black slacks. She had a clip board in hand and sat opposite to me after introducing herself "Hello, my name is Lisa Victros. I am you arrangement manager. Can we go out to lunch so I can explain everything I need to explain to you?"
"I only have the hospital gown though?"
"Then what's in the bag?" She asked simply.
"I-I don't know. Hang on, let me check," I said as I walked over to the bag and began to untie the knot. When I looked in it, there was a black skirt that went to mid-thigh and a white tank top.
"I'll wait here while you change; in there is also a brush. You have beautiful hair, please blush it."
I went into the bathroom and began to change into the skirt and tank top. My skin was contrast to the cloths I was given, it made me look sexy. This was the first time I noticed the bandages on my body. My golden blue eyes were sad and hollow and I looked deathly thin. I took off a bandage and gasped at what was under it.