A/N Sorry that this is so late! These past few weeks have been super hectic.
Chapter 3
Ellie slowly came into consciousness, but didn't immediately open her eyes. She couldn't. Everywhere ached. Her leg felt like it had been snapped in half and she had the biggest migraine she had ever had, and in her short life she had had a lot. Her throat was parched.
Finally she opened her eyes, but immediately closed them. The bright light in the room made everything worse. She tried again, blinking heavily as she tried to get the sleep out of her eyes.
"Water...water," she called out softly and hoarsely.
Almost immediately someone was there holding a cup to her lips. It was a beautiful woman with blond curls and kind eyes.
"Hello," she said quietly as Ellie sipped the cool water. "You were in an accident. You needed stitches on your head and your leg was broken. I'm afraid you won't be walking for quite sometime."
"My head is killing me. Would you please turn out the lights?"
"Of course!" The woman quickly walked out of Ellie's frame of sight. Finally, the lights were off. While of course that didn't completely deplete the pounding in her head, it certainly dulled it a little bit. Strangely, she thought, she heard the door open. Ah, now she knew why. The woman had called for someone to call the doctor. That confused Ellie. She thought the woman was the doctor.
"Now, do you remember what happened?" asked the woman when she returned.
"Umm...yes, I think so. I was walking to school. I think I crossed the street...Oh no! I didn't see it coming! I wasn't paying attention." A hot tear ran down her face. Her eyes had turned downward but now they flew back to the woman as a thought occurred to her. "Where is my father? My family? They should be the ones here to wake me up! My father is my physician. He knows everything. I only trust his opinion! Where is he?!"
"Please slow down, my dear girl. I know your scared and frightened and hurt. But one thing at a time."
For some reason, Ellie found the woman to be calming. She tried to control her breathing and after a few minutes, it slowed down. She needed to remain calm. It would do her no good to get upset about things that could wait. She knew her father would come. He had to.
"Now then, Dr. Clarkson will be here shortly. He can take care of any questions you may have then."
"Are you not the doctor?"
"Me? A doctor? Of course not my dear! I'm not even a nurse. My brother-in-law brought you here. He was the one who hit you. He's very glad that you are alive. Now, I must go greet Dr. Clarkson and update him about your condition. I'll be back soon, I promise."
Ellie was left with an infinite amount of questions running a million miles an hour through her head. Where is my father? Why haven't I seen him? What's going to happen to me? Who was that woman? Why was she here if she wasn't the doctor? How long have I been out? What day is it? And most importantly, where am I?