''-didn't even stop driving! You're lucky I found the little lassie. I was taking my dog Rex for a walk you see, it's a cute little lad but when he needs to go to the toilet no rain can stop 'em. Ehehehe! I hope the lassie here will be ok, though. Ye wouldn't believe what I've seen happening to people nowadays. This little missy's lucky, I can tell ye that. ''
I slowly opened my eyes, blinking a few times so they could get used to the light.
I looked around for a bit. I was lying on a bed, in a room with white walls, and white tiles on the floor. Next to the bed was a small table with a mountain of piled fruit, sweets and postcards on it.
'A hospital.'

I tried to roll over in the bed I was in, to look at the people talking to each other in the doorway, but found myself not able to. I was held back by small tubes that were sticking into my left arm, and white bandage covering my right one.

What had happened to me?
''-Her name's Blue, sir. And we truly appreciate that you found her, but I think she needs some rest now, so would you please leave?''
''Sure, sure. Quite a hothead, aren't ya?''
The annoyed sigh that followed could only come from one person.
''...Green?'' I rasped. My voice sounded like I was a chain smoker, but I didn't notice. My head was foggy.
''Blue?! You're awake!'' Green said, trying to push a tall, filthy looking man out of the room. Green's voice sounded surprised, how long had I been out?
After he had finally succeeded in closing the door behind the man with a small ''Thanks for everything,'' Green hurried over to the bed I was lying on.
''How are you? Do you remember anything? Do you want some water?'' He asked me frantically.
I gave a weak laugh; it was the first time I had seen him panicking like this. I stopped laughing immediately when I noticed the worried look on his face.
''How long have I been here?'' I asked him uncertainly.
''You've been asleep for almost two weeks. How are you feeling?''
''Fine, really. My head aches a little, but I'll survive.'' I answered him.
''That's not very strange. The doctors said you have a brain concussion.''
I was silent for a moment, and then asked him, ''What happened?''
''You got hit by a car on the way home from school and broke both of your legs and your right arm.'' He stated quickly.
''…It was stupid. The driver was probably drunk. You had been lying in the grip for a few hours, when the man that I just... removed from the room found you.'' He explained.
''You shouldn't have, Green. I would have liked to thank him.'' I answered.
He didn't react. He was biting his lip in a worried manner. I was about to ask him what was wrong, when he started talking, ''I'm such an idiot. I knew I should have stayed on school with you. I shouldn't have let you cycle all the way back to your house.'' He stated, furrowing his brows.
He wasn't actually blaming himself for my accident, was he?
I sighed.
''Stop.''
''Eh?''
''It wasn't your fault I got into detention. You know me; I just like getting into trouble. Plus, you have been there for me so many times. Even heroes need a day off sometimes, right?'' I said, sticking out my tongue at him like I always did when I was teasing him.
He was quiet for a few seconds. Then he smiled.
''You're such an idiot.'' He snickered.
Had I made him laugh?
Wow.
I truly was great at times.
''I guess I'll take that as a 'thank you'.''
''I'm going to call your parents to tell them you've woken up, ok?'' He said, walking towards the door, but pausing on the way.
He turned around, smirking, ''You might just want to read the postcards on the table next to your bed,'' He suggested, pointing at the iron table on my left, ''there are quite interesting ones among them.''
''You read my mail, you jerk!'' I laughed, trying to sit up. I forgot the small tubes that were sticking into my arms, though, causing me to fall back on the bed immediately.
''Yeah, you might want to try that again when you're out of the hospital.'' He said, closing the door behind him.
Less than ten minutes later my parents barged into my room, and pulled me into an embrace that was so tight that after a few seconds they had to pull back, because the machine next to my bed revealed that I couldn't breathe anymore.
I was overloaded with ''excuse me, blue!'' and ''I'm so sorry, blue''s from my mother, ''how are you, blue?'' and ''I want to strangle that driver, blue''s from my father and ''you've missed some stuff, blue'' and ''everyone was so worried, blue''s from Silver. When a nurse came in later that night to announce the fact that the visiting hour was over, my parents and silver began to rant so badly that the nurse backed away slightly and quickly closed the door again.

In the days after that, many people came to visit me. I was never lonely.
Red, Green, Yellow, Ruby and Sapphire, and even Silver, Crystal and Gold came to the hospital almost daily.
After a few days I was moved to a different room, this one had big windows. I was now able to see the hospital garden if I sat up in my bed.
The doctor had also switched the bandage plaster on my legs to walking plaster.
After that my friends visited even more often, helping me to learn walking again, taking me for walks and, unfortunately, bringing homework from school. Doing my homework was difficult, since I was right-handed and my left arm was the arm not broken.
In the weeks that passed, the leaves on the trees turned brown and swirled down each in turn.
It was a depressing sight, really. Knowing that the fall was passing without me noticing much of it.

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''Boo!'' I heard a high pitched voice shout.
I looked up from the math homework I was making. ''Yellow, why are you covered in a blanket?''
The small girl was wrapped in a white blanket, with holes cut in it so she could see anyway.
She moaned. ''I'm a ghost! Look! Can't you see?'' She asked me, making funny movements with her arms, as if to scare me.
''Yep, very convincing.'' I said, patting her on the head.
Even though her face was covered by the white blanket, I could feel she was pouting.
Suddenly her eyes opened wider. ''Wait, don't you know what day it is?'' She asked me.
''Er... Not really.''
''It's October 30th! Halloween!''
''Oh, right.''

I didn't like Halloween that much.
Dressing up as some crazy creature and ringing the doorbell of complete strangers to obtain awfully sweet candy wasn't my idea of fun.
...Well, it used to be. But after I was followed by a creepy old man for three blocks last year, telling me how cute I looked, I decided that Halloween was not for me.
''What do you mean?'' She asked me, tilting her head to the side.
''Well, I'm not exactly able to go candy-hunting with you, you know?'' I explained, smiling and pointing at my bandaged legs.
''Of course you are!'' She said, her mood brightening instantly.
She walked out of the door, but came back a few minutes later, carrying a big, pink, rabbit costume. My eyes almost popped out of my head.
''The hospital would let me borrow it, if I promised I'd bring it back later. They don't want to ruin your Halloween.'' She smiled, showing me the costume.
''Oh, you don't have to-''
''-I insist, Blue! It would be unfair if Red, Green and me have fun all evening while you sit here.''
She actually managed to get me into the costume without hurting my arm and both of my legs, and made me sit down in the wheelchair.
Red and Green showed up later. Red was dressed up as the stereotype Dracula and Green was wrapped in toilet paper. They were dressed like this every year, actually.
They managed to hold in their laughter, so they wouldn't hurt my -and probably Yellow's- feelings, and even told me I looked 'fluffy'.
We were given tons of candy everywhere we went. Probably because of 'the kid in the rabbit costume' like every person that opened the door called me. There were even people that wanted to take a picture of me.
After my friends had brought me back to the hospital and Yellow helped me getting out of the costume, all three of them stayed for a while, dividing the candy among the four of us.
After they had left, I found myself thinking about the Halloween. It hadn't been that bad, really.
Actually, I thought it was the best Halloween I ever had.
The month after that passed slowly. I still wasn't allowed to go back to my house, because, according to the doctors, my situation was too risky. If something happened to me, I wouldn't be able to flee, and calling someone would be difficult. I also still suffered from the concussion. My head hurt almost daily, so studying was hard. Also, my right arm was broken, so since I was right-handed I couldn't write songs anymore.
Well, I could. But trying to write was in vain, noticing I could barely read my own hand-writing when my arm was ok. Just imagine how it would look if I wrote with my left hand.
My mood darkened with every day. I was getting tired with the sight of the white, plain room and the hospital garden. It wasn't beautiful anymore, like it was in summer. Now it was dark and gloomy. Almost sinister.
I didn't like looking out of my window anymore.

I was lying on my back, on top of my bed. Staring at the ceiling, like I did often lately.
'Knock knock!'
I looked into the direction of the door with a raspy, ''Yeah, come in.''
In the doorway Green stood with a big smirk on his face.
''What is it?'' I asked him grumpily.
He walked towards me, until he was right next to my bed. ''Guess whose plaster bandage will be taken off in a few hours?''
I blinked. ''W-what-''
''I just talked to the doctors. They said you'll be going home tomorrow.''
''No way!'' I almost screamed. I got up so quickly I forgot about my arm and legs, causing me to roll off of my bed and fall down on the tiles with a soft 'thud.'
''Well, you might have to stay here longer, if you keep falling like that.'' he said dryly.
''I can't believe it! I'm getting out of this place!'' I cheered, ignoring his comment. ''I'll be able to continue writing my song again!'
''You've started writing a new song?'' Green asked.
Holy crap, had I said that out loud?
''Er... You're not supposed to hear it until I've finished it.'' I stated quickly.
''That's ok. What's it about?''
You. ''It's complicated.''
He was silent for a moment and then said, ''I've missed your songs.''
''Really?'' I asked him, quite flustered.
He nodded, ''They're good.''
It was when I felt my cheeks heat up that I noticed I was still on the floor.
''A little help please?'' I asked him with my good arm reaching for something to pull me up.
He smirked and picked me up in princess hold.
''Eep! Put me down!'' I shrieked when I finally noticed what was happening.
''Yeah. On the bed, that is.'' He answered me. He then slowly put me down on the bed.
''You're heavy.'' He told me as I brushed the bangs out of my -now red- face.
''Are you calling me fat?'' I muttered through clenched teeth.
''I'm calling your bandage plaster fat.'' he answered me.
At the word 'fat' the door swung open, revealing two people dressed in white coats.
''Miss Blue? We are here to bring you to the doctor.'' The tallest one of the two men said.
I glanced at Green.
He glanced back at me and nodded, as if to tell me that'd be ok.
''Yeah, sure.'' I told the two men as they helped me sit up and brought me to the wheelchair that was always next to my bed, just in case.
I can't remember much of what happened after that. I was longing for my normal life so badly that I couldn't really think of anything else. I barely even noticed the bandage taken off by a white -seriously, what'd these people have with the colour white? - chainsaw-like machine. The only thing I remember clearly was the look on my parent's faces as they stood in the main hallway, waiting for their healthy daughter to arrive. I also remember the soft breeze that brushed my cheeks as my parents rode my wheelchair out of the huge building, towards the car. That single fall-breeze felt even nicer than it would normally have, because I felt like it wasn't just wind, it was the world telling me that I was released.

That I was free.

I'm sorry if you think that not enough happened in this chapter… It'll be different next time. ;D

~Lion3queen