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Normally expressive brown orbs looked blank and far away. The only reason she was still moving forward was because her best friend, JJ, was pulling her along toward the hospital. Emily yanked on her hand, pulling it from the firm grasp of the frizzy haired boy. He took another two steps before he turned around to look over at his red headed friend. Her expressive voice was stern, "No…"

His hands moved up in the air and an exasperated sigh came out from his lungs. "What do you mean, 'no'?" His eyebrows furrowed.

"I mean exactly what I said, JJ." Her tone was angry and hurt. As much as she wanted to go, she knew it wasn't her place. Who was she to go visit the blond, the blond whom she barely even knew. "It's not right. I don't know anything about her." Her head tilted down and her red hair fell from her shoulders to surround her face like curtains.

"That's ridiculous, Emily. Knowing a lot about someone doesn't mean you can't care about them. I know you believe in such things as love at first sight, I know you believe that sometimes two people can have some kind of connection. Which if you think about it couldn't possibly be true, the physics behind it…"

"Shut up, JJ… you're locked on…" Her hands came up to the young man's shoulders and she shook him slightly.

"Right, sorry about that. But what I said is still true." He shrugged his shoulders to remove the short girl's hands from his form. His bright eyes looked into the semi-dulled ones of his closest friend. "So are we going to keep going on about this, or are we going to get on to the hospital?"

"I already told you my answer." Her hands went to her hips, anger evident on her beautiful features. The frizzy haired boy, however, wouldn't take her answer, and instead, grabbed her hand again and started pulling her toward the hospital once more.

The blond mother almost never left her daughter's side, leaving only for short bathroom breaks or when one of the nurses told her she needed to eat something. The swelling had gone down on Naomi's cheeks and face, but the bruises still remained. They had repaired her nose, breaking it back into place and she had a bandage covered by a plastic protector over it. The doctors had taken extensive x-rays of the girl's back, trying to see if there was anything further they could do to help to get her back on her feet, quite literally. They had done surgery already on her broken ankle, and it was hanging from a sling, and they had gone in to repair the broken ribs as well.

Gina was asleep in a chair next to Naomi's bed. It was the first time she had been able to sleep more than half an hour. Her breathing was deep and even. One of the nurses had come in to lay a blanket over the top of her sleeping form so she would be as comfortable as she could be under the circumstances.

Crystal blue eyes fluttered open to see the white ceiling above her. She had no idea where she was, and the constant beeping was starting to get on her nerves. Her head turned slightly and she was able to see her mother sleeping on the chair beside her. She noticed the deep bags under her mother's eyes, even while she was sleeping, and her hair looked messy and unkept. Her lips opened to speak, but nothing came out, her throat was dry, and she felt she needed a drink more than she ever had in her entire life. The blond looked down to see her leg held up in a sling, and it wasn't until that moment that she realized where she was.

She started to panic. Her breathing increased, this made the monitors around her beep faster. The door to her room opened and a nurse slipped in after getting an alert from the machines hooked up to Naomi. "Well hello there, Naomi. You're awake."

Naomi thought it sounded pretty stupid, but she smiled, or at least she tried to. Her entire face hurt, and the act of smiling caused her head to pound. She lifted her hand up to her lips to indicate that she needed something to drink, and the nurse quickly went to the sink to get her some water. The blond savored the taste, thinking that water never tasted so good. "Thanks," she whispered in a raspy voice.

The sound of her daughter's voice woke Gina up immediately. "Oh, my baby," she said as she pushed the blanket from her body and scooted the chair over to hold Naomi's hand. Blue met blue and the younger blond asked her mother a question with just her eyes. "You had an accident, Naomi. Don't you remember?"

"No." Came the short reply.

"You were driving home… come to think of it I'm not even sure I knew where you had run off to," Gina paused for a moment before she continued on, "you've been here for quite a while now." She didn't want to be the one to tell her daughter the extent of her injuries; she couldn't bear to see the look on her daughter's face.

Her mind was moving at two hundred kilometers an hour. She was trying to recall anything about that day. "I… I was at Emily's, to learn to ride." Her voice was soft and thoughtful. Crystal blues closed as she struggled to remember. She remembered the fight with Katie, and the feelings she was having for the younger twin, but she didn't bother to voice them. "I was driving home. I had planned to take the long way home." The scene was playing out in her head as she spoke. "I lit a smoke… I remember it tasted so good for some reason…" Her upper body went stiff as the accident moved across her vision like some horrible movie that she couldn't turn off. Naomi's eyes began to well with tears and she looked over to her mother who was also on the verge of crying. The blond girl didn't finish with the rest of her story, the rest of what she remembered, it was painful enough. "So, what's the damage?" Her voice was surprisingly calm considering all that she could remember.

The tears that Gina had been holding in started to fall when her daughter asked the question she didn't want to hear. Her hand squeezed Naomi's and her red rimmed sapphire eyes looked into those of her daughter. "Well, you have a broken ankle, a few broken ribs, a broken nose, and a lot of bruising, which is all healing up nicely," the blond mother hesitated, "Naomi…"

A nurse walked in to let them know that they had a visitor, and after both blond heads nodded to the nurse, she walked back out to let the person in. Gina needed to tell her daughter before the guest arrived, she needed to get it out there, "Naomi you… you broke your back, in the crash."

The door opened but Naomi's bright blue eyes were staring in disbelief at her mother. Her voice rose, "I'm fucking paralyzed!?"

Emily continued to let herself be dragged by JJ until they got inside the hospital. She pulled her hand back then and walked up to the reception desk, "I'm looking for Naomi…"

The woman looked at her, furrowing her eyebrows as if she were waiting for more information. "What's Naomi's last name, darling?" The woman was probably around forty years of age, long blond hair that was pulled back in a messy bun, and she tilted her head down to look over her glasses.

The red head looked at JJ. Yet another thing she didn't know… her bloody last name. "She… she was in a car accident a little over a week ago, like 8 days… I was told she was here. Please… I need to see her."

The raw emotion in the young red head's voice was enough to get her to search. It wasn't great news, she had the entire file there, but she wasn't able to discuss patient files with anyone. "She's on the fourth floor. Ask one of the RN's there for her exact room number."

"Thank you, ma'am." JJ smiled at the woman and nodded his head before pulling the red head in the direction of the elevator. Once inside he looked over to his friend and realized that she was physically shaking. "Hey, Ems… are you cold?"

"No, I'm nervous, J. What could I possibly say to her?"

"Maybe we should of grabbed flowers on the way or something. You know a get better soon present?"

The red head shook from side to side and she found herself tapping her fingers to try to dispel the nervous feeling radiating through her entire body. She stepped out of the elevator and walked right up to the next desk, "I'm here to see Naomi, ma'am," she said politely.

The nurse nodded her head, checked the charts that were hanging beside her and held up a finger, "Just one minute, I'll go check to make sure she's up for visitors." The woman walked off, and it seemed like forever before she had come back, but once she did, she waived for the two to come with her.

Emily stood outside the room, staring at the handle before she reached forward and pushed it open, which was when she heard a voice saying, "I'm fucking paralyzed!?" She recognized the voice instantly, it was Naomi's. Any courage she had just went flying out the window. Her feet wouldn't move forward and once her hand had left the door, it came swinging back shut. "Paralyzed," she whispered almost inaudibly, but JJ had heard it.

"Get in there Ems, I'll wait here. She needs you, yeah?"

It was just enough of a push to get her to open up the door again. Her head peeked around the door to see Naomi and a woman whom she would venture to guess was Naomi's mum. "Um… Hi…" she looked to the woman seated and offered a small smile and held her hand out. "I'm Emily…" her warm chocolate orbs moved quickly after the hand shake with the blond mother, who introduced herself as Gina, and locked with crystal blue ones. "How are you feeling?" Her voice was small, and the emotion was thick behind it. She swallowed a lump in her throat.

"I'm just brilliant. I can't walk Emily. Guess learning to ride is out when you can't even walk." Her voice was angry and bitter, and the blond felt bad about it instantly. She couldn't take it back now, it was too late, but she wished she could. Her azure gaze fell down to her lap, "Thanks for coming, but you don't need to stay."

"But… I want to."

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