Author's Note: so I'm evil but I didn't want to just leave it like that so I decided to update again today, I'm not totally cruel and this is different to what I originally planned so buckle up creampuffs, hope you enjoy the chapter :3
Her eyes fluttered open, light flooding into view. The sharp pain stabbing her legs as she tried to move her legs. Her body felt numb, her eyes trying to focus. She could see the blood on her cheek and the broken glass that used to be the windshield.
She could hear the distant mumbling of voices and the sound of footsteps but she couldn't fully make out what was going on. The bright lights were flashing and she knew that she wasn't alone.
Her head turning to see the body next to her and a broken cry left her mouth as she tried to undo the seatbelt, her hands to shaky to manage anything. As the pain cursed through her body she let out a scream, piercing through the mumbled voices and nearing footsteps. She tried to scream for help but words failed her and the only sounds escaping her mouth were broken whimpers and loud cries.
Figures were all around her but she cried, wordlessly begging for a familiar face for a glimmer of hope. As her eyes began to focus she remembered the sound of metal crashing, the impact of the truck and the darkness that followed.
She felt the endless pain throughout her body, the feel of the blood trickling down her forehead. Raising her shaky fingers to feel the deep gash on her forehead, the sudden movement causing her to wince in pain. She blinked back the many tears that were rapidly spilling down her cheeks. Her sweat and blood covered hair sticking to her head.
Her eyes focused on the bright flashing lights infront of her, the lights were blinding and she had to let her eyes flutter down to the wording on the side of the vehicle. She focused realizing that it was an ambulance.
Seeing the van she panicked, she felt paralyzed as her body fought back her usual movements. Her fingers moved to her leg as she tried to pull it out from the metal trap above her. Her mind flicked back to the moment; her eyes slowly closing as she remembered trying to push the metal away in a feeble attempt to stop the pain.
She could feel her body slipping away and her eyes fell shut as her body got weaker. She could hear voices shouting around her but her body was numbed and she could only sit in the pain on the brink. She barely registered the hands that released her from her restraints. The last thing she remembered was the sound of an unfamiliar voice telling her to stay with him.
When her eyes opened this time she could see white everywhere. She could see figures around her, she could feel their hands trying to help her and she felt the pain through her head down to her torso. She looked down for a second her eyes widening as she let out a pained cry at the blood she saw. She could feel her torn flesh and the rapid increase to her heartbeat as she tried to get up.
She could hear so many voices surrounding her, shouting to one another. She let her eyes fall trying to study each unfamiliar face. Her hand trembled as she felt a reassuring hand give hers a squeeze whilst she heard the woman's gentle voice repeating the words 'it's going to be okay'
...
The pain was numbed as her body began to relax and she flicked between consciousness.
She woke to the sight of wires, everywhere. She could feel a pillow beneath her head and the blanket that was draped across her body. She could feel the gause over the gash on her forehead and the stitches across her upper thigh where glass from the windshield had cut her.
The sound of a machine beeping broke the silence that echoed through the room. Her mind flashed back to the accident, the sharp tug of glass in her hair and shards of crushed metal slicing her leg, feeling pain almost everywhere and the mixture of pain and numbness had taken over.
She remembered waking up and seeing a bunch of people looking over her in concern and she could sort of remember being moved to a bed after sleeping for a good few hours. She remembers looking down at her broken body and crying a lot. She fell to sleep crying.
...
The room was peaceful when she finally woke up again. The machine was beeping steadily and she could see a man standing by her bedside looking at something behind her head which she could only assume was a notice or a chart of some kind, her vision was still blurred so she couldn't quite make out his face but she remembers reaching out to the man and stuttering out the only thing that was on here mind.
'Where...where is she?'
She let out a harsh sob when he told her that she was still unconscious and she shifted to curl into the blanket more which caused her to wince in pain as she felt a pain through her side. She was given a drug of some kind which allowed her to relax and fall back into another disturbed sleep.
'Honey I'm here it's okay'
She woke to that familiar comforting voice and gave him a small smile. Her eyes flicked around the room taking in her surroundings. She could see the brightly lit walls and the pictures hung in the room. The charts hung over the edge of her bed, a wheelchair pushed in the far corner of the room and the heart monitor that had wires hooked to her arm.
Her body felt strange, she felt distant and the pain had stopped but she mostly felt numb. Her fingers shakily tracing down her body as she felt her rough skin. Fingers running over the stitched cuts, over the tight bandages before moving further down her body. They stopped at her thighs and she didn't understand.
She couldn't feel her legs, only the smooth skin of her upper thigh coming just above her knees. Panic set in as she looked at the familiar face in alarm.
'It's going to be okay.'
'What...what happened?'
'You were in an accident sweetheart, the injuries were severe and they tried to save them...' he trailed off slowly pulling back the blanket. A gasp escaped her mouth as she traced her hand over where her legs used to be and she couldn't stop the tears that fell down her pale face. He could only rub her arm as she cried, trying to wrap her head around what had happened.
'Good you're awake, we were starting to get worried'
'Um. W..who are you?'
'I'm Doctor Bailey, can you tell me your name?'
She looked back at the woman nodding slowly before she began to speak, her voice sounding so fragile.
'My name is Sarah Hollis.'