Alright Guys and Gals! I know it has been a LONG time since I have updated this story. I want you all to know what is going on. So right after the last chapter (Rights) I went to a thing called Pride Prom with some of my friends and met a person I instantly felt connection to. We keep in contact and I ended up driving and hour and a half away from my hometown to go on a date two weeks after Pride Prom, had a great time and decided to take her who is now Him (Braxton) home with me that night to stay the night. The weekend went by waaaaay to fast and then I had to take him home. We hung out that night with one of his friends for about two hours even though my mom was not happy about the fact. I left at approximately midnight and on my hour and a half drive about forty-five minutes in I fell asleep at the wheel. Going 55 miles per hour I hit a tree, woke up about a minute after the wreck, pinned in my 2010 impala, I'm looking all over for my phone trying to figure out any way too alert anyone of whats going on. Well I found my phone but it was just out of reach, so thinking logically i tried to push my self up with my feet to reach it, felt some of the most excruciating pain of my life coming from my right leg. Turns out when you hit a tree going 55 your engine has no time to go anywhere but back into the cab, in the process of it coming into the cab it pushed the entire steering column back a foot and a half, the worst part however was the engine pushed the accelerator pedal about two to three feet back as my sleepy ass had still been pushing on it, the pedal coming back at that speed with that force behind it completely broke my ankle, and by broke I mean that my Toes were touching my knee. I called the cops and they had told me that a witness saw the entire thing and had already called it in, sooo I hung up and called my momma who never takes her phone to bed and for the first time in four years that was the night she choose to. She answered on the first ring and the first words out of my mouth was DONT FREAK OUT BUT I WRECKED MY CAR, I'M OKAY BUT SOMETHING IS DEFINITELY BROKEN, i hear my dad jump out of bed, they are trying to ask me where I was but I had no idea. the Bystanders who called in the wreck pried my door open and kept me awake and talking and the lady took my phone to talk to my mom so she could tell her what was going on and where I had wrecked, while her husband held my neck completely still. I was then extracted after and hour of being pinned from the car by jaws of life and was then driven by ambulance to a hospital an hour away from my wreck site. I was told by the hospital that I was the Worst broken bone in over 35 years. There was about 15 doctors/nurses in my Emergency Room before my parents showed up. They walked in and my dad a immediately breaks down seeing my face and that I was okay. My mom on the other hand threw up because of how bad my break was (she is not good with that type of stuff). They had to set my foot in the ER three times before the foot was even aligned, and then they put me out with some pain medicine. I woke up after 6 pm after a surgery to put in an external fixture (i dare you to look it up)[that would later be replaced by a two screws that had to recover themselves through three months of a splint and two different rounds of casts and several months of a boot] to my best friend and Braxton walking into the room, followed by my family. It was the most eventful day of my life. I have been recovering since then through therapy and multiple other things. GOOD NEWS IS Braxton and I have been together ever since and after i got my casts off and could barely walk with crutches I have been inseparable from him, and we are now engaged :) and in other good news I do have another chapter written I just need to type it up and it will be loaded hopefully by the end of this week. I'm so sorry I have been gone so long, life definitely got the best of me~Des