AN: Sorry guys, really short chapter. Just Abby's thoughts really. There are two more chapters coming. I was going to finish writing them in Biology when my school caught on fire (no joke we had to evacuate and everything).They are going to be pretty short too. I'll probably get themup tomorrow.
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Chapter 4- The Long and Winding Road
Abby jumped up in her (highly uncomfortable) hospital bed. She had been having a lot of flashbacks since the accident. In fact, she had hardly gotten a peaceful moment of sleep. Every time she nodded off, she could see bits and pieces of the accident, but she still didn't know exactly what had happened.
She was glad Susan had found out that her friend – I guess you would call him a friend- was ok. Apparently Abby had been the only person in the car. She didn't remember. The people in the car she hit were fine, thank God.
This particular flashback was about the argument they had right before they left her apartment. They didn't really care for each. She was a rebound, she knew that. And him? Well, he was there so why not? It was like they actually really liked each other. They were always "breaking up." They were just so different, but every time one of them was lonely, they came running back. They were always arguing, bickering.
As was the case that night, but neither of them knew what they were really arguing about. Just one of those arguing to argue things. He said something to piss her off. He said a lot of things to piss her of. That's why she was driving so fast. That's why he got out. It was all coming back to her now. She had turned the corner and ended up in the wrong lane. She swerved and just barely clipped the cab. Well judging by where she was, it was a little more than barely.
She knew she would never talk to him again. He was a bastard, anyways. She also knew that the flashbacks would go away. About a week after this last flashback, she was able to sleep through most of the night without waking up, and her nightmares about the accident were less and less. She was on the road to recovery.
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