The wait is over - L
Alice's POV
I was almost half asleep on our way back from the Whyte Wyrm, to the trailer park. The sound of the radio filled the cab of the truck, dad singing along to the parts he knew. It was almost peaceful. Until a loud bang woke me from my daze, and dad began to lose control of the truck.
"Fuck!" He cried out. "Alice, baby, hold on, this isn't going to end go-" Dad tried to yell before it all happened.
The truck veered to far right and began to flip, it made it two rotations before rolling down the side of the ditch and into the trees. All I could hear was metal scraping and screaming. It all went by in such a blur that I couldn't even catch my breath when I felt my body launch from my seat, and slammed into the windshield. The entire thing shattered as I ejected from the vehicle, glass cutting me everywhere before I slammed into the ground so hard, everything went black.
FP's POV
"ALICE!" I screamed. My heart was beating out of control, my lungs couldn't get enough oxygen in them, it was like every fibre of my being was woken up from the sight of the crash. I rushed towards the car feeling like it took me ages to reach it. When I reached the passenger side of the vehicle, inantly wanting to vomit. I held it down. There was so much blood and broken glass everywhere. But no Alice.
"We need an ambulance, there's been an accident." I could hear my dad saying to the emergency operator. "A man and his daughter, looks like they went off the road and collided with the phone pole." He added after a pause. He had his phone balanced on his shoulder, holding it to his ear as he spoke, freeing his hands to check 's pulse. Panic began to set in as I looked around for Alice, I quickly noticed the completely missing front windshield, and took off to the front of the car. I saw her body instantly laying on the wet ground.
"You better fucking be alive Alice, I swear to Christ!" I said rushing to her side. She was pale white and unconscious. I rushed towards her and checked for any signs of breathing. She was, but barely. Her face was torn and cut in multiple places and she was covered in glass fragments.
"Dad, she's down here!" I called up to him as I carefully rolled Alice on her side, and eventually onto her back. I check her over and saw no visible bleeding, only on her forearms.
"Keep her still until help arrives, monitor her breathing, but if you can get her out of that ditch so she doesn't freeze to death." I heard him call down.
"Come on Alice, stay with me." I whisper down to her. Before long the wailing of sirens filled the air. It all went by in a flash, I just remember picking Alice up and carrying her small body out of the ditch, and onto the side of the road. I held her as close as I could until the ambulance arrived. I never realized how hard I was crying until the first responder took her from my arms and place her frail, bleeding body on the stretcher, I had a chance to wipe my soaking wet face. A female paramedic brought me to the side, wrapping me in a blanket.
"Hey there, why don't you follow me and I'll help fix you up." The brunette said in a very calming voice. I shook my head and followed her to another ambulance. "So what's your name kid?" She asked.
"FP Jones." I replied.
"Can you tell me what happened tonight?" She set me down at the back of the ambulance, and began to exam me. Checking my eyes, my blood pressure, before moving onto the first aid kit. "You're looking pretty beat up."
"I wasn't in the accident, it was my friend Alice and her dad, all this," I gestured towards my beat up and bruised face. "this is another story, can you tell me where they are taking Alice?"
"Well I'm glad to hear that, but you may want to consider other friends." She said cleaning up my busted lip.
"What I think you mean to say is family." My Dad's voiced said from behind her. "Are you alright son?" He said coming over to me.
"Sorry slr, I didn't mean anything by it" she tried to explain after noticing dad's Serpent jacket with the rather obnoxious 'President' patch on the arm. "Your son looks fine, minus his injuries from, Well you know."
"And, Alice?" I asked again.
"Your friend will be taken to Riverdale General."
"Let's go." Dad said, as he ushered me to the the car. We never said a word the entire way to the hospital, until we parked in the car. Neither of us moved to get out, we just sat there in complete silence.
"Dad? Are Mr. Smith and Alice going to be okay?" I asked him. He looked over to me before pulling me to his chest and rubbing my shoulder.
"I don't know kiddo, but whatever happens you gotta be ready for it. Remember FP, in unity there is strength."
Alice's POV
Ever fall asleep in a pitch black room, where you can't see anything, but you can hear everything? If this was me dying, then this is what it feels like. It was like I was stuck in a shell. At time I could hear doctors and gossiping nurses, and other times it was mostly FP and his father, mostly FP though. He tells me about his day, or sometimes he just sits there and cries, my heart breaks everytime this happens. All I want to do is call him a softie and hug him when he does.
I wish I knew how long I was out for, but I just remember feeling a warm, tingly sensation, and my eyes opened to a blinding white room. I was alone at first, causing me to panic, I tried to swallow but I gagged on something.. I moved my arms slowly out in front of me, each feeling like one thousand pounds, they were both wrapped up in thick bandages. The change of heart rate must have notified a nurse because shortly after a middle aged lady, no taller than 5ft walked in, with a big smile.
"Hey there sweetheart, I'm so happy to see you awake." She came to my bedside and putting her hand on the side of my head. "Now honey you have to lie back down and be still okay? You have been in an accident, and we needed to put you on a machine to breath." She said, I could only look up at her with wide eyes.
"Your dad is in the next room, now if you lay still until the doctor arrives we can take you to see him." The nurse said again, the mentioning of my dad caused me to cry. I was having a hard time processing everything that was happening, I knew only three things. One, I wasn't dead. Two, My father is alive. And three, we were in an accident. The nice nurse never left my side, even after they removed the breathing tubes and I vomited all over myself. Instead she cooed me like a mother would to a wounded child, she washed me up and even braided my hair out of my face.
"Now you rest up sweetheart, that cute boy will be here in a couple of hours." She said getting up from the bed and standing beside me.
"Cute boy?" I asked her confused.
"That black haired boy who helped get you out of the car wreck. FP?" She said like it was a romantic scene from a movie. The nurse helped me settle back into the bed, pulling the covers up over my shoulders and fluffing my pillows.
"Right, sorry things are still fuzzy right now, FP was there?" I asked almost in disbelief. He saw what happened then. I relaxed into the bed, exhaustion rushing over me instantly.
"Yes he was, and he hasn't really left your side since. Only to go to school, but he comes straight here after. So you gotta get some shut eye, he's going to be so surprised to see you today." She said before walking to the door and shutting off the light. "I'll be back before he comes to wake you Sweetheart." She said, I only yawned as sleep took over me again.