Another update, sorry if the formatting is off. I have literally spent over an hour messing with it and for some reason every time I try to upload it my stuff goes all screwy. So please bare with me!
Bianca could hear everyone else in the house bustling around in a flurry of activity as they prepared to send Sam off to college. She registered briefly that she ought to get out of the mass of blankets that had become her home and say goodbye to Sam, and her Aunt and Uncle since they were flying out to Paris after dropping Sam off, but couldn't find the will power, nor bring herself to truly care.
So she continued to lay in bed, drifting in and out of the fog that had surrounded her world ever since that night. She had quit crying after the first week in her new home, instead a numbness had settled in that paralyzed her entire being. Nightmares had plagued her sleep every time she tried to close her eyes. The first couple of times she woke up screaming her family would rush into room, and check her over with wide concerned eyes. After the 6th time her Aunt Judy would just knock on her door and ask if she needed anything, to which she would always answer 'no'. Eventually everyone just learned to roll over and go back to sleep after one of her outbursts, except for her. She saw the accident play over and over in her head, every time she closed her eyes all she could see was the flashing of police lights, in the silence her ears would ring with the screeching of tires and crushing of metal.
Before she could fully loose herself in the foggy memories that were dragging her down into the gray abyss that was her reality a pounding startled her into an upright position.
"Fire, Fire!" Sam yelled pounding on her door before she heard him thudding down the hallway. She sat there for a moment, the logical part of her brain telling her to run but instead she just rolled over and pulled the blankets back over her head. If she was lucky maybe the smoke would kill her before the flames, she thought bitterly. A few moments later she heard Sam come thudding back down the hall still screaming fire before the 'whoosh' of the fire extinguisher drowned him out.
With a sigh she curled back up into the fetal position and closed her eyes, attempting to let herself drift back off into unconsciousness when a series of bangs caused her to open her eyes once again. She could faintly her Sam screaming something through the door and after a moments debate swung her legs over the edge of the bed. With a heave she pulled herself into an upright position, grabbing onto the desk as her head spun slightly. Steadying herself she took a step towards the door before an explosion threw her back with a yelp. She felt the breath get knocked out of her upon impact with the hard wood floor, chunks of smoldering splintered woods scratched at her bare arms which she had flung forward in an attempt to protect her face. Heaving in breaths she coughed as black smoke filled her lungs, and burned at her eyes. In the distance she could hear sirens and her breathing began to quicken.
The sirens got louder and louder until her head was splitting from the sound, clapping her hands over her ears she screamed in an attempt to quiet them to no avail. She couldn't help it as she felt herself slipping back into the memory that was her nightmare.
Country played softly from the speakers lulling Bianca to sleep in the back seat of her fathers old ford truck. Her parents softly conversed in hushed tones as her father guided the vehicle through the dark roads that lead them home. A moment later a pair of high beams came up on them and Bianca blearily looked behind her, squinting into the darkness at the vehicle which was quickly gaining on them.
"Dios Mio, they are in quite the hurry," he mother noted as the vehicle was quickly overtaking them.
"Hold on you two, I am going to pull off and let them pass us." flicking on the blinker her father began to slow down and pull onto the curb, not wanting to deal with the driver behind them. Looking back over her shoulder Bianca's eyes widened and she could barely even let out the short scream of, "Look out!" before the small sports car shot past, barely missing them. She felt her heart hammering in her chest and saw her mother reach out and grab her fathers sleeve with one hand, and grasp her own heaving chest with other.
"Jesus, it's alright were fine." her father assured them. "What an idiot," he seethed,flicking on his blinker and pulling back out onto the street.
Bianca settled back down into her seat, feeling her heart rate begin to beat at a normal pace. Coming up to a red light her father slowed to a stop even though they were the only ones on the road. "Crazy" by Hunter Hayes flicked on the radio and Bianca softly hummed along in the back with it, still trying to come down off her brief adrenaline high. As the light flickered green their truck moved forward, and none of them had time to register the vehicle that came speeding towards them in the dark. The impact came from the drivers side door; Bianca's head was flung back, cracking hard against the back window. Tires squealed as metal crunched against metal, the force of the impact sent their vehicle tumbling disorienting Bianca as she was flung against her seat belt like a rag doll. What felt like centuries but was only a few short moments later their truck came to a stop upside down. Frightened screams tore from Bianca's lips as she tried to take in what had just happened. Her ears rang and in the back ground she could still hear the radio faintly playing.
Small trails of blood had begun to make paths down her cheeks and she blinked her eyes fiercely to try and keep the red from getting in them. Her vision continued to blur in and out and she searched frantically for any indicator that her parents were OK.
"Mom, Dad!" she cried out, but she couldn't be sure if she was actually making any noise due to the ringing in her ears. So she kept screaming, her throat felt raw and her ears rang from the head trauma but she didn't know what else to do.
"B-Bianca" her mothers voice called back. Bia felt her heart leap into her throat at the familiar sound.
"Mom!" she cried again, trying to reach for the silhouette of her mother.
"Bianca," her words were barely a whisper and Bia began to yank on her seat belt, but her hands were shaking so terribly that she couldn't find the clasp.
Sirens cut through her panic and she did her best to search the darkness from her position upside down for their source. She could make out the red and blue lights flashing against the pavement and she began to cry for help.
"Were in here, help us please!" Her vision was beginning to fuzz at the edges as her headache continued to increase. "It's the police mom, they're here, I can see them." But her mom didn't respond and the lights began to fade from her vision. "Wait, we're here. Please come back!"She cried, her voice loosing volume as her consciousness began to slip. The music had cut out and the voice of a woman was faintly heard in the background, but it wasn't her mother's voice.
"This is OnStar Crash Response, we have alerted local authorities of your location." Bianca closed her eyes, letting her body go limp as the darkness tugged even harder at her.
"Mom," she whispered on last time before blacking out completely.
Some time later she began to feel consciousness prick at the back of her mind and she tried to fight her way through the fog. Her head pounded and her mouth felt like it was full of cotton balls. Peeling her eyes open she could see the reflection of red and blue lights on the ground and faintly hear the sound of people calling out orders. Pairs of feet moved quickly around the vehicle and she tried to call out but it came out as a rasp.
A face came into view, and it took her a minute to focus on it.
"The girl's alive, I need medics here!" he yelled over his shoulder, before focusing his attention back on her. He had a kind face, bushy mustache and old eyes and Bianca found comfort in that.
"My Name is Officer. Shuty, can you tell me your name." Her tongue ran across her dry lips and Bianca fought through her pounding headache.
"B-Bianca," she rasped and smiled.
"That's great Bianca, can you tell me what happened?" Her eyes searched around for a moment as she tried to recall what had happened.
"We were in an accident. My mom and dad, are they OK?" she asked in a panic as the events came rushing back. "My mom was talking to me but my dad, he didn't say anything is he OK?" she panicked, tears springing to her eyes.
"Listen Bianca, we have our crew working on getting you and your parent's out of the vehicle. We will do everything we can OK?" she nodded meekly. "Now I am going to let my partner here look you over before we try to get you out OK?"
"o-OK" she blubbered. 's face disappeared before another one took it's place.
"Your name is Bianca right?" she nodded. "My name is Ryan, and I need you to answer a few questions for me, OK Bianca?" she nodded again. "Can you tell me what hurts?" he asked and she paused for a second taking stock of her body.
"My head hurts, and my chest where the seat belt is. Also my shoulders are sore."
"That's great Bianca, now can you move all your fingers and toes?" she paused and wiggled said appendages.
"I-I think so."
"You're doing great. Listen Bianca I am going to go ahead and try and get this neck brace on you OK? It's important that you try and keep as still as possible."
"OK" she froze and Ryan crawled in through the broken window as best he could before maneuvering himself in a way that he could fit the collar around her neck. A few moments later the collar was snug and he was making his way back towards the broken window.
"Alright Bianca, We are going to get you out of there now. There is going to be a loud noise, that is our saw there is nothing to worry about." A few moments later she could hear the whirring of the saw and Ryan's face reappeared. "Go ahead and shut your eyes tight OK?" she did just that and soon after she could hear that saw ripping against the warped metal of the vehicle. A couple hot sparks landed on her face but she dare not open her eyes.
A few seconds later the saw clicked off and she carefully peeked through her eyelids to see the crumpled mess of her door yanked off. Two men moved forward, one bracing her as the other used a pair of seat belt cutters to release her from the seat. As the pressure of the belt was released from her legs she could feel the rush of blood send pins and needles down her legs, and she let herself be carried from the wreckage, glad to finally be right side up.
"My mom and dad, where are there?" she asked as she was strapped onto a gurney, medics poking and prodding her as she was pushed towards the back of the ambulance and loaded up. " !" She called, fear bubbling up in her chest.
"Bianca," climbed into the rig after her. "Listen Bianca, I am going to follow behind you in my squad car OK? Don't worry about your parent's they are being extracted as we speak, and we are going to do everything we can to help them OK."
"OK," she blubbered and jumped from the vehicle, shutting the door's behind him.
"Bianca, Bianca can you hear me?" Bianca's eyes flew open and she attempted to sit up, looking around wildly as panic overtook her.
"Mom!" She cried. Her wild eyes took her surroundings, the time of day, the burning house, the concerned face of her Aunt and slowly she began to come back to the present time.
"Bianca," her eyes flicked to the medic. "Can you-"
"Yes I can hear you, my name is Bianca Witwickey, there was a fire or something and I fell" she rattled off, knowing the drill. The medic gave her a soft smile.
"You had some smoke inhalation but other than that everything seems OK," he turned to her Aunt who looked like she had been attacked by a waffle iron. "Would you like to ride in the ambulance,"
"Please no hospital, I'm OK, you said so yourself." Bianca piped up and the two looked to her.
"But honey," her Aunt began.
"Please Aunt. Judy, no more hospitals." she begged and Judy sighed and looked to the E.M.T.
"Does she have to go?" he shook his head.
"You have every right to deny medical treatment, I would like to monitor her vitals for a few minutes and put her on an oxygen tank while we sort things out though," Judy nodded. "I just have some forms to fill out stating that you are denying medical treatment, are you her legal guardian?" Her Aunt nodded and the E.M.T. Turned to Bianca, handing her a small plastic oxygen mask.
"Go ahead and breath into this until I come back OK?" she nodded, taking the mask and pressing it to her face. Her Aunt bent over and gave her forehead a peck before following after the E.M.T.
Taking in the scene Bianca sighed before something caught her eye. Setting down the mask she rushed forward to the yard where a small stuffed animal lay among the rubble. His fur was singed but Scraps was none the worse for wear. Hugging the keepsake to her chest she returned to her spot on the steps and pressed the mask once again to her face awaiting the return of her aunt and the medic.