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The Realization

Ryan heard the sirens but his eyes closed before he could understand what was going on.

The cops rushed to the scene of the accident. One got out of his car to rush to Ryan's side to check if he was alright, while the other radioed in help from the paramedics.

"66 Central, we have a one man accident. The victim ran into a tree off the side of the road. Requesting a bus and backup., Over. 66 Central."

The Cop put down the radio, and went over towards his partner to see Ryan's condition. When he got to his partner's side, he was mortified by Ryan's sight. His face was all bloody. It did not look pretty at all. The first cop at the scene started tapping on Ryan to see if he was awake.

"Hey kid! You there! C'mon kid, wake up!" The officer yelled to Ryan, shaking him to see if he would wake. The officer realized that he wouldn't be responding, pressed his two fingers up to his neck. He felt for a pulse, and luckily for Ryan, he still had one, but a weak one.

The officers stepped away from Ryan, and waited for the arrival of The EMT's. They were no doctors, but they both knew that this kid they just found did not have much time to live. The paramedics needed to get here quickly, or Ryan wouldn't make it.

As these horrible thoughts passed through their heads, they did indeed hear sirens that were not police cars. An ambulance rounded the corner and started heading towards the accident. Once they were fully stopped, the two paramedics got out of the bus, one holding a stretcher, the other holding all the supplies that they would need.

When they reached Ryan, they were a little hesitant on what to do, but finally acted.

"Um, Excuse me, what are your names, officers?" The paramedic questioned the two policemen at the accident.

"Mine is Monroe and my partner is Jameson."

"OK, Jameson, I need you to open the door and take the victim out of the car. Then I need you to put him on the stretcher. Make sure you are careful as to not hurt him anymore than he is already hurting." The female paramedic ordered the second cop.

The cop got to work. At first the door wouldn't budge. But then they finally were able to pry the door open. Once the door was open, the cop undid Ryan's seatbelt, and brought him out. They laid him down on the stretcher, and the cops helped the EMT's lift Ryan up and bring him into the back of the ambulance. Once he was settled, one paramedic stayed in the back and worked on Ryan's injuries, which was to the head and leg, and the other drove the bus. They put on the sirens and made there way to Newport Memorial Hospital.

Once they arrived at the emergency room, they took Ryan out and began running down the hall with him with a doctor by their side alla ER.

One of the officers, Monroe, who was at the scene, removed Ryan's wallet and read his name. He also opened his cell phone to check for call history. He saw one name on the list. It said Cooper, M.

The officer went over to the hospital room, and dialed that number.

Marissa sat in her room hysterically crying. Everything she wanted in her life was falling apart. All she wanted was to be happy. She knew Ryan was the person that could make her happy, but now she blew it.

It made not have seemed like it by how quickly she was in the arms of DJ, but she missed Ryan so much over the Summer. She wanted him more than anything. And the idea that he would leave again, after he came back, forced her to turn to DJ again.

Marissa suddenly heard her cell phone ringing on her dresser. She walked over to see who was calling, and read the name. It said, Atwood. R.

She was not sure if she could deal with speaking to Ryan right now. The way he judged her as he spoke. She would want to tell him that she loved him, but he wouldn't believe it. She would cry to him, tell him she was so sorry, but he wouldn't care. She finally paused for a second, and then picked up the phone, not bothering to say hello.

"Look Ryan, if you want to yell at me some more, call back another time," She cried into the phone.

But a different voice spoke on the other end, "Um, Miss Cooper, this is Officer Monroe of Newport Police Department."

Marissa gasped.

"Mr. Atwood has sustained numerous injuries in a car accident. He is currently unconscious. Of what relation are you to Mr. Atwood?"

"I'm his…..girlfriend."

"M'am, will you contact his family and tell them to come down to the ER?"

"I will, thank you so much."

When they hung up, tears poured out of her eyes even more than before. She ran downstairs, grabbed her keys to her mustang and started driving towards the Cohen's. She dialed their number.

"I got it." Sandy stated, as he got up out of his seat, going over to see who was there.

"Hello." He started.

"Ssss…annnndddy?" Marissa stuttered onto the phone. Sandy could tell the hurt in her voice. She was crying, and he knew then that something serious had happened.

"Marissa, What is wrong?!" Sandy questioned her, as he raised his voice slightly.

"Rrrr..yaaannn! He was in a cccarr Accident." Marissa cried into the phone. Sandy nearly died right then and there.

"Where are you?

"Newport Memorial."

"I'm on my way. You stay put."

Ryan awoke from his deep sleep to a sight that was very strange to him. He looked around and noticed that he was in a white room. There was a television in the corner, and there were monitors that constantly beeped. The beeping annoyed the hell out of him. But what could he do, he was stuck in this bed, completely unable to move. Ryan felt for the button that he knew would signal for nurses.

He remembered those from when he was ten year old and broke his leg while playing soccer. Ryan turned his head slightly and spotted the button. He picked it up, and pressed the red button. Within twenty seconds, a beautiful nurse, blonde hair, blue eyes walked into Ryan's room

"MR. Atwood, you are finally awake!"

"Yea, I am, how long has it been?" Ryan asked, wondering why there was so much excitement coming from this nurse who he had just met about five seconds ago.

"Three years."