Sorry, this chapter is so short guys!


I end up barely sleeping at all, Lena does though, I don't know how she manages to in that uncomfortable looking arm chair. If I could I would offer her my bed. There would be no point trying to sleep anyway, there's always nurses coming in and out of her to check on me. They wake Lena up every time as well, but she falls asleep straight away afterward. In the morning, Lena wakes up for the day.

"Cressi, I've gotta go to work now. Brandon's on his way back to sit with you, do you think you'll be okay for 10 minutes on your own?" She strokes my face. I nod. I'm too exhausted to speak. I finally manage to close my eyes and fall asleep, only to dream about the car accident over and over again, and every time the car hits me the dream starts over, after this goes on for a while, I wake up just as the car hits me.

"Hey, Cressida, calm down," Brandon is next to me, "Bad dream?"

"Yeah," I huff and puff as if I've just run a mile.

"Well you're okay here, I promise," He smiles at me, "Do you need anything?" He asks as he closes his book.

"No, I'm fine," I look at him, "Brandon, I'm sorry about yesterday, I was really rude, you were trying to be kind to me and I shut you down,"

"That's okay, you're feelings made total sense, I'd act the same," He smiles and turns back to his book. We end up just sitting around all day, not talking much, but every now and then he'll tell me what's happening in his book, I don't pay attention but it's nice that he's so excited. Finally, Stef comes back, still in her uniform from yesterday.

"Hey Cress, how you feeling?" She comes and sits on my bed and holds my hand. I keep thinking that if I was still in a group home and this happened to me, I wouldn't have all these people taking turns to look after me.

"I'm okay, just really tired, I think it's all the painkillers,"

"I guess I'll go home then, and get started on dinner," Brandon says, I must have slept all day, "See you later," He leaves.

"Thanks, B. I talked to the doctor, he said you can come home today," Stef smiles at me. She called it home.

"Really?" I perk up a little, "That's great,"

"Yeah, but we don't even know if you're good to walk yet," She stands, "So come on, get up," She helps me sit upright and swing my legs over the side of the bed, she hands me some crutches.

"How long will I need these?"

"He said just a week or two, it's really up to you, whether you feel alright without them," She helps me get on my feet.

"Ah," I try to stand n my bad foot.

"Careful, try to hop," She supports me as I try and maneuver back and forth around my room, "There you go, you're getting the hang of it," She sits me back down, "Put these on, I'll get your stuff and we'll get going, the car's out front," She smiles at me, she looks really proud of me. No one's ever been proud of me before.