I wish people would review, but I'm going to write no matter what. It takes up some of my time and I like it. It's a real good outlet. lol. Well on to the story.

Chapters 9: The Accident

She drove she wouldn't take any rest. She wanted to get there that day. She knew it was impossible, but she was going to do it any ways.

She was going to make it. It was a miracle. She was just getting into the hotel parking lot when out of nowhere a car comes screaming around the corner and smashes into her.

Michael steps out of the car and all he can hear is the sirens going off all around him. What had happened? Was he dreaming? He walked over to the truck he had just rammed into driver side. He hoped that no one was hurt. He looked and he fell to his knees in disbelief. It was Karen, his former girlfriend. Everyone would find out and they would have his head if she died, losing a whole family in less than a year, he was in major trouble. He got into his truck and drove off.

"It looks like a hit and run, whoever hit her couldn't have gotten far unless it was a really big vehicle."

"I don't know Tomas, I hope the girl is alright. Did you find out who she was?"

"Yeah, She had her wallet on her. It seems that she was originally from here, but decided to go to school somewhere else."

"She was probably visiting friends and family over here."

"Uhm. Well I checked that out. It seemed that her parents are dead. They died about a month ago."

"Wow poor girl. How did it happen?"

"Mom died of cancer and dad was in a car crash trying to get to her."

"Damn, if that isn't bad luck then I don't know what is. Let's figure out who did this so we can give this girl some type of relief, if she lives."

I woke up in the hospital I had no clue what had happened or what was going on. I was very confused. The last thing I could remember was driving into the motel 6 parking lot. I was alone again. I was here and no parents there to see if I was o.k. and my friends didn't even know that I was here. I should have called and let them know, but I always like a good surprise.

"Hello, I'm doctor Darrin. I am your doctor. How are you doing? How are you feeling?

"I don't know how I'm doing I just woke up and I feel like crap."

"Well that is to be expected after being in a collision like the one you were in."

"Who hit me? Do you know?"

"No. You're going to have to ask the police for that information. I'm just the doctor. They would like to speak to you. Would you like to speak to them?"

"Yes, please let me speak to them."

The police officers that were working the case stepped in. They were really tall and walked with a Neanderthal's brusqueness.

"Hello, maim."

"Hello officers. You have some information on my truck and who hit it?"

"Uhm, well, we don't know who hit it, but you can be sure that we will do everything in our power to find out who it was."

"I appreciate that. The doctor said you wanted to talk to me?"

"Yes, we would have contacted some friends of yours, but we didn't know who they might be, but we really just want to know if you know or remember anything about the vehicle that hit you?"

"All I can tell you is that it was a black truck, but I'm sure you already knew that. Right?"

"Yes, well thank you anyways and we will keep in touch and inform you on any changes in the investigation."

"Thank you very much officers."

They left the room and I was in the room alone to collect my thoughts.

She lied there, nervous. She was glad that the officers didn't remember her, but she wasn't sure if she could stay long. She needed her truck and she wanted to know who hit her. She didn't know what to do. For know she would just lay low and play stupid to any questions about her past.

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