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Trina's POV
As I was reading stuff on my phone, our house phone started ringing. I groaned out loud. Who would be calling us at 11:20 on a Friday night? I didn't feel like answering, so I screamed out, "Mom, the phone is ringing!"
"I'm kind of busy, honey, could you get that?" she screamed out.
"What about Dad?" I screamed.
"I'm busy too, Trina, will you just get that?" yelled out my dad.
"Uggghhhh!" I groaned out. "Fine!" I threw my phone down and ran to the kitchen to pick up the phone before it went to voicemail. "Hello?" I said in an aggravated voice.
"Hello, is this Mrs. Vega?" said an unfamiliar man's voice.
"Um, no, this is her daughter, but she's busy right now." I said as I walked back into the living room. "But you can tell me whatever you were gonna tell her." I plopped back on the couch.
"What about your dad?" he asked. "Is he there?"
"Yes, but he's busy as well." I told him. "Just tell me and I'll relay the message to them. I can take it."
"Um…I'm sorry, but I would like to tell one of your parents this." he said slowly.
I sighed loudly. "I'm eighteen years old, okay? I can take whatever you're gonna tell me. Just tell me and I'll tell them."
"Okay," he said with a sigh. "Well, Miss Vega, there's been a car accident and your sister, Tori, was involved in it."
"What?" I exclaimed. My heart began to beat rapidly. "Is she okay?"
"She's got a really bad concussion." he said. "Her head was cut open, so we stitched her up and she's currently in a CT scan right now to see the extent of the head injury." Since he knew all this, I assumed he was a doctor, but I still wasn't sure.
I blinked the tears out of my eyes. "Um…okay, um…could you tell my parents this? I don't think I could tell them about it." I thought I could take it, but I was wrong.
"Sure thing," he said.
"Oh and um…one more thing." I started off. "Was there anyone else in the car with her?"
"Yes ma'am, just one other passenger by the name of Andre Harris." he told me. "He was the one driving."
I gulped. "Is he okay?"
"He now has a damaged knee and he needed a few stitches just above his temple, but other than that, he's fine." he told me.
"Alright, thanks," I said. "Hold on," I ran out of the living room and into my parents' bedroom. My mom was on the bed with a bunch of papers around her and she really did look busy. I looked at my dad and he was sitting at his desk with a bunch of papers around him as well. I wondered to myself why they were even awake right now. They usually never stayed awake this late. I guess it was just a really busy time for both of them.
"Trina, what is it?" asked Mom, interrupting my thoughts.
I gulped and walked up to her, holding the phone out. "Phone for you,"
She grabbed it and put it between her shoulder and cheek. "Hello?" I walked out of the room before I could hear or see any reaction from her. I knew the look on her face would soon be changing.
I knew that as soon as my mom got off the phone, we would most likely be heading to the hospital. So I put my flip-flops on and grabbed my purse and sat down on the couch. I crossed my arms and leaned my head back, waiting for my parents to come in the living room any minute now.
Just a few minutes later, my parents came running out. I looked back and saw the worried looks on their faces. "Trina, we need to go now." said my mom in a strained voice. "We'll explain in the car."
"I already know." I said as I stood up and turned to them. "That guy told me over the phone. By the way, who was he?"
"He's a doctor." said Mom. "Come on, let's go,"
I nodded and we left the house and went straight to the hospital.
As soon as we got there, we ran to the waiting room. We asked the nurse what room Tori was in, but she wasn't in a room yet. She'd finished the CT scan and I guess they were still transferring her to another room. We stayed in the waiting room and requested that as soon as Tori was put in a regular room that they please come get us. We wanted to see her so badly.
After sitting in the boring waiting room for ten minutes, Andre's mom came walking in. "Mrs. Harris!" said my mom and jumped up and ran over to her. They quickly hugged each other. My dad and I were right behind her. "How's Andre doing?"
"He's okay." she said with a sigh. "They don't know what's wrong with his knee, but it's messed up badly. He can't even bare any weight on it."
"Haven't they done an x-ray on it?"
She nodded. "Yeah, but it'll take a while for the results to come in. But they think that he tore some ligaments due to the amount of pain and swelling he has."
"That's terrible." said Mom while shaking her head. "I hope it's nothing too serious."
"It probably isn't," said Mrs. Harris. "Knee injuries are fairly common in car accidents."
Mom nodded, but just then, a doctor walked in, asking for Tori Vega's family. My parents and I made our way over to him. "Is she okay?" said Mom. "Please say she's okay!"
The doctor smiled. "She's fine right now. We had to give her ten stitches on her head and also a CT scan. We won't know the results of that until probably tomorrow afternoon."
"But what if it's something serious?" I asked in a panic. "Like what if she's bleeding in her head or something?"
"She's not." he said. "Trust me, she's not. She's okay."
"How could you know that if you don't know what's actually wrong with her head?" I asked aggravated. "What kind of hospital is this?"
"Trina, that's enough!" said my mom with a glare. She looked back at the doctor. "But how do you know?"
"While the scan is running, it shows us if she's bleeding badly or not and we didn't see anything that indicated bleeding." he answered. "And we know the general area of the injury, but we don't know how she'll be affected."
I had a feeling that my parents didn't know exactly what that meant, but they still nodded. They were just ready to see Tori. We all were. "Can we see her?" asked my mom.
"Yes, just follow me," he said and began to walk down a hallway. We followed right behind him. We went down a couple more hallways and even an elevator before we finally came up to Tori's room. Just one elevator ride and I hated it. I swear, it took forever.
When we walked in, we were all speechless. Tori didn't look good at all. She had random bruises all over her body, a bandage around her head, a breathing mask over her mouth and nose, had beeping machines all around her, and she was wearing a hospital gown. She was also unconscious. "She's just sleeping right now." said the doctor as he walked up to her bedside. "You can't tell since she has the bandage on her head, but we had to shave a little bit of her hair to get to the wound easier."
I don't know why, but my face suddenly got red with anger. I looked at the doctor. "What room is Andre Harris in?"
"He's in the floor above us, just a few doors that way." he said, pointing his finger to the left. "Why?"
I smiled evilly. "I'll be right back." I walked around all of them and out of the room. I ran to the elevator and began to press the button over and over again. "Stupid slow elevator," I muttered to myself.
Just as one beeped, I heard someone come around the corner. "Trina, what do you think you're doing?" exclaimed my mom.
I ignored the elevator opening and looked at her and responded back by yelling, "Mom, if it wasn't for Andre, Tori would be fine right now! It's his fault she's lying unconscious in a hospital bed! He needs to know what he did wrong!"
"Trina Vega, don't you dare blame this on Andre!" she said sharply. "It was not his fault this happened! He's probably feeling really guilty right now, because he thinks it's his fault–"
"It is!" I screamed.
"No, it's not!" she said. "It's fault of the guy that hit them! He was drunk, Trina, and just plowed right into them. I'm sure they didn't even see it coming. But Trina, there's something else…"
"What?"
"The car was burned to a crisp." she told me. "There's nothing left of it."
I gasped and pulled my hand to my mouth. "Then…how did Tori and Andre survive it?"
"Well…when the paramedics found them, they were far away from the car." she explained. "They're thinking that Andre pulled himself and Tori out of the car and got away just before the explosion happened."
"How do we know it wasn't Tori that pulled them out?"
"I'm not sure, but they're positive it was Andre that did it."
I gulped. "But…but Andre has a hurt knee. How could he walk and carry Tori at the same time?"
She shrugged. "He's a tough guy."
"Oh, my God," I said. "So…Tori was almost killed today?"
She nodded. "Yes and so was Andre. She's very lucky to have a friend like him."
"And…I was about to tell him off." I said shakily and brought my hands up to my mouth. "I'm…I'm so stupid." I had tears welling up in my eyes.
"No, baby, you're not stupid." she said as she pulled me in for a hug. "Not at all. You're just angry and that's understandable. But it'll be okay. Tori will be fine." She let out a sigh. "She'll be okay." I could tell she was talking more to herself than to me, but I still acted like she was only talking to me.
After I recovered, Mom said, "Well, I think we're about to go home and get some sleep."
"Why?" I said. "We just got here."
She smiled. "Trina, it's almost midnight. It's late. But we will be back first thing tomorrow."
"Oh yeah," I said. "But…hey is it okay if I see Tori one more time?"
"Go ahead,"
"Thanks," I said and we walked back to her room. My dad was waiting out by her door and I told him that we could leave in just a few minutes. Then I walked in the room and closed the door behind me. I slowly walked up to Tori's bedside and looked down at her. She looked so broken. I could hardly even recognize her with all the cords on her. But it was her. Only my baby sister had those eyes. I know she was sleeping, but still.
I smiled and then leaned down and kissed her forehead. "I love you, baby sis," I whispered. "Get better soon,"
That night before bed, I said a little prayer for Tori. It was the first time I'd prayed in a long time.
Okay, please don't hate Trina! She is just angry and upset and tired…
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