6. THE AMBULANCE

I woke up in the back of the ambulance about fifteen minutes later.

At first, every thing was blurry, but then my eyes adjusted to the bright light.

Standing over me was a beautiful woman with blonde hair and brown eyes.

"Hi, I'm Linda Young." she said,and I knew it must have been Knox's Mom, as they had the same last name. She began to stroke my hair, and for a moment I thought I might fall back into darkness, but I didnt.

"Knox." I replied quiet, and she nodded.

I didnt remember much about what happened, and I played the scene over and over again in my head until I remembered a important piece of the puzzle.

I sat up quickly, but not so easily, and turned to Linda.

"Where's Sadie? Is she alright?" I asked, even though my sides were aching.

She laughed to herself and pushed me back down, with me offering no resistance it was easy, and answered my question.
"She's fine, it wasnt poisonous, if that's what your talking about."

I think I had never felt so relieved in my life.

I would have felt guilty until my dying day if she hadve...died.

"Sure as hell looked poisonous." I commented. She forced a smile and turned away to do something else.

I continued to lay in the stretcher until the silence got to weird, and I tried to make a conversation.

"So, um...do you...what's wrong with me?" I stuttered.

"You're arms broken, love, and you've got some broken ribs and maybe a concussion." she replied, with facing me.

"Oh, right. Thought I heard a snap when I fell." I said, trying to keep it going. I heard her laugh slightly.

"Probably," she replied. "you been horse riding before?"

"Surprisingly, no. I was shit sca-, sorry, really scared of horses when I was younger. You?" I asked.

"Few times. Not a big fan of them myself. My husband got kicked in the head by one about a year ago, and he died." she stated.

I automatically regretted asking my question at that point, as it was something she was probably trying to forget about.

Then I thought about school, and why Evan hadnt mention anything about it.

She must of thought it was rude to say something like that right in front of Knox, but he didnt appear to be listening to me.

"Knox seems like a quiet kid." I commented, trying to steer away from the whol dead father issue.

"I know, but he wasnt always like this, he used to be more outgoing, but still quite content. The thing is, he was actually there when it happened, and because they were in the middle of nowhere, he felt guilty 'cause he couldnt get him to help. So he's blamed himself ever since." she replied, and I almost moaned.

I shouldve thought that the reason Knox was so quite was because his father had died, and I immediatley shout my mouth.

There was an awkward silence or a moment as I pondered over all the negative thoughts that had going on in my mind. And I'm sure Linda was probably thinking of her husband and his death, as she had a sad look on her face, and she was staring up at the ceiling.

"Has anyone ever told you how much you look like your Mom? It's like seeing a ghost, kind of freaky." she blurted out.

"Yeah, everyone says that. You shouldve seen what happened when I walked into the supermarket." I laughed. She smiled, and I hoped those memories of her dead husband werent about to float back into her mind.

"So how do I actually look like her?" I asked, definitley sticking on a topic that couldnt relate to her husband. She looked at me for a long hard moment.

"It's not just you hair and your eyes, but it's the way you talk and all the little details. Like your noses are identical, and the way you purse your lips, your smile...just everything. Hasnt your Dad ever told you any of this stuff before?" she asked.

It took me a long, hard moment to answer. "No." I answered plainly.

Linda frowned, and then looked at the side of the truck for moment.

"We're here." she informed me, and then got up and opened the double doors just as we came to a stop.

Keys's little hospital, or medical centre as they call it, was situated directly behind the supermarket, and was always to busy for my liking.

I'd been here a couple of times before, like when Dad got attacked by a bull or when I hit myself with a racket learning to play tennis and had to get stitches.

As the doors flung opened and Linda stepped out to talk to a male paramedic, I was able to have a quick look outside.

I saw Dad's Jeep pull up behind the ambulance, and he, Sadie, Nicola and Meredith all spilled out of the car and ran towards me.

Dad jumped into the back of the truck and grabbed my hand.

"How you feeling?" he asked quickly, a panicked expression on his face.

"I'm fine, really. Mrs Young's nice." I added. He smiled lightly, and then left to talk to Linda.

Sadie and Nicola came and kneeled beside me, while Meredith joined in the conversation with Dad and Linda.

"Sadie are you alright?" I demanded worrily. She laughed and rubbed her neck.

"I'm fine, really. I'll probably have some wicked scars though, it'll look like a vampire bit me." she replied.

"Cool." I added, then turned my attention to Nicola, with a sly look on my face.

"So...Nicola...how'd you like my uncle Harry?" I asked. She blushed and turned away for a moment.

"He's nice. Why do you ask?" she demanded, trying to play it cool.

I tried to prop myself up on my elbows, but that just caused severe pain all over, and I moaned loudly.

Linda and her male paramedic must of heard, as they ended their conversation with Dad and focused their attention on getting me inside.

Sadie and Nicola had to move, and Linda and the male paramedic wheeled me out of the ambulance and into the hospital.