Chapter II
Destiny
Destiny woke up. She slowly opened her eyes, and got a flashback. Brakes screeching, a man screaming, and red, lots of red. She gasped, remembering the accident. Her father was driving, and her mother was in the passenger seat. They were dead now. Destiny looked around the room she was in. She then realized she was in her hospital room. A nurse walked in.
" Good morning! How are you feeling today?" she said.
" Like every other day I guess…different…"
" Oh come on, you're not that different."
Destiny looked at her with a sarcastic look.
" Sure, it's absolutely normal to have half of one leg, right?"
The nurse laughed.
" Fine, you're different, but at least you're alive, huh?
" Good point…I miss mom and dad…"
"…Here's your breakfast, oh and please hurry, you slept in. You have to do your exercises…"
She left the room. Destiny pulled the covers back. In the accident, her leg knee down was crushed. The damage was so great it was irreparable, so the doctors amputated it. She stood up using the help of crutches, and looked at herself in the mirror. She was very tall, 6'2", with blonde hair and bright green eyes. The missing leg made her look lopsided, because she tends to lean on her other leg. Destiny looked at her breakfast in disgust. She didn't like hospital food, who does? She glanced at the TV screen in the corner; Good Morning Canada was on.
" In other news," said the reporter " A disaster strikes at La Ronde. A large man with dread locks was standing on 'The Monster' last night. The man got struck by one of the cars, and came flying down. Police have captured the suspect, and he is now in hospital."
Destiny stared at the screen blankly, a man on The Monster?
" What a retard!" she thought out loud. A couple who was walking by stared at her. She blushed, and the couple left.
" No Destiny," she thought " you're the retard…" She laughed and turned the TV off. The nurse who took care of her walked in.
" So, how was breakfast?"
" You know my answer…" The nurse chuckled and followed Destiny out of the room. They walked through the crowded halls of the hospital. People moaned in pain, and she felt like the sterile white walls were staring at her. Two paramedics ran in with a child on the stretcher. His eyes were wide open, and you could feel the pain he was going through just looking at them. Destiny turned away into another hallway, towards the rehab center. When she opened the door, she could see the person waiting for her. It was a man, with a white blouse. He smiled a friendly yet professional smile.
" Hello Hagan," he always called her by her last name. " Ready to put on the leg?"
" As usual, you know I like to walk…"