Chapter 8.
When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. Puck was in one chair with Quinn in his lap. Both their hands were on mine. Finn was in the other chair, holding my other hand.
"What happened?" I asked, my voice was hoarse.
"Hey," Finn, Quinn and Puck said.
"How you feeling?" asked Finn.
"Like a truck ran over me," I said. "What happened?"
"Rachel ran over you," Quinn said.
"That bitch was true to her word," I said. "She said she'd hurt me."
"I broke up with her," Finn said.
"How long have I been out of it?" I asked.
"Six months," Quinn said.
"Wow!" I said.
Just then, Will came in.
"Hey, baby girl," he said. "You scared us."
"Sorry," I said. "So what happened to Rachel?"
Finn told me she was in jail.
Rachel got four years in jail. Her car broke my spine. So I am paralyzed from my waist down. Artie is not the only one in a wheelchair.