The Last Goodbye

"You can't just say the first thing that's comes to your head and expect me to just go along with it." I told Niall suddenly feeling dizzy and the urge to want to stop spinning. Even though I was standing completely still.

"Do I have to draw you a diagram? Although you'd probably do a better job than me. I don't have one artistic bone in my body." Niall mumbled to himself. The disoriented look on my face prompted him to talk more. "You liked art, all kinds really. Digital, sculpting, but it was mostly drawing. You said you liked the idea of how you could turn random lines into a complete picture." He said.

Before I could get angry with him for derailing the conversation. I was reminded of the time Harry found my sketchbook on my dad's boat. When Harry first saw them I told him they were just a crazy coincidence and I drew them in the summer before I had ever seen him. Honestly though I didn't even know those sketches were mine. Something inside me felt like they were.

"If I'm still in the hospital how am I standing right here in front of you?" I laughed hysterical like. "That's because I'm not." I could hear the sound of my own voice being strained .

"Not all brain injuries are the same so of course there is a chance that you wouldn't remember anything that happened to you before the car accident." Niall shook his head and walked around me. "Seriously Chambers there is nothing else that I could say to you that would make you understand. It's always been your choice." He said walking away, more like disappearing.

I followed his fading silhouette until I ended up outside. He was no where to be found. Harry is gone, Niall is now gone and how the hell did Niall get away that fast without me having to imagine he was there? The sun beamed down on me as if it only burned its rays on me alone. I was seeing things in front of me again like this time I was the one reliving that night all over again.

>>>>>>>Flashback<<<<<<
Harry and Zayn were brutally yelling at each other. And no one was trying to stop them. I remember leaving Niall and trying to get to Harry, but he was calling out for Zayn trying to stop him from getting behind the wheel of a car. Harry did the same thing by driving away, but I flagged Harry down to try an get him to stop his car. I can still hear panic in his voice when he was telling me he had to find Zayn, because he'd been drinking and could smell alcohol on him. I opened the passenger seat of the car and climbed inside. Harry of course tried to argue with me telling me I should just stay here and wait for him to come back. Instead of wasting time debating if I should stay here or not I told him to drive. Harry sped down dark narrow roads that had little to no traffic lights.

Hardly anyone was driving down this way and I was worried we wouldn't find Zayn in time. Harry drove to what appeared to have been a fork in the road. We were there for only a moment, not knowing whether to go left or right. Till finally Harry said he was going left, but because I suggested we go right. He listened and for once I wish he hadn't. Because if we hadn't gone right than maybe he wouldn't have slammed into a pothole and then the swerving vehicle behind us wouldn't have crash and disintegrated the car Harry and I were in. If we had just gone left, then maybe the impact would have been less fatal.
>>>End of Flashback<<<<

I reached the truck where Beth was still sitting in. She had her feet propped up on the window and she bobbed her head to the music she was listening to. I stumbled over my feet and my head was in the worst pain imaginable. I touched my forehead, because it felt like glass was in lodged in it. Beth pulled her headphones around her neck and jumped out the truck. I could tell she was going to ask me how it went. Soon as she saw how pale I looked she rushed to my aid. I fell before she could catch me and then Beth was gone too.

It felt real. Everyone and everything felt like it really existed.

I woke up to the sound of hospital monitors beeping. I tried to move my head to see where I was. My neck felt so stiff I couldn't move it. I felt hot under the bright lights that were above me. Which probably explained why I thought the sun was burning me. My mom sat in a corner of the room on a small couch reading a book. She was so focused on whatever she was reading her glasses where hanging at the bridge of her nose and she look like she was holding her breath until she could turn to the next page. I was surprised to see her I assumed Beth would be here. I looked at her trying to get her to see me.Talking wasn't an option because I had a long clear tube in my mouth giving me oxygen to help me breathe. I thought it was a little too much if I was just in here cause I fainted, but I don't think I'm in here because I passed out. From the looks of the decor in my hospital room I had been her quite sometime.

My mom finally glanced up at me smiled then looked back down at her book. As if she was shocked she looked back up at me. "Oh god!" She cried. "Nurse, nurse!" Mom yelled out in the hallway. A woman walked in the room wearing a white coat and blue scrubs who was a doctor.

"Welcome back Victoria. I'm Dr. Ross and we have we been waiting along time for you." She greeted. She took a white light and opened both my eyelids. "I just want to check your pupils . Follow my finger." She moved her finger back and forth at least six times. "Alright good this is just a standard AVPU medical test we do for patients who have been in a comatose." Dr. Ross explained.

My head felt fuzzy. I couldn't fully focus on anything for to long. It could've been from my mother praying and crying next to me. Or that from looking at the calendar across from me I counted back months from August 19. Time suddenly went backwards cause it is now the year 2014. It was like I was inside another dream that felt so real even after waking up. Then after a few seconds I realized it was just an illusion from my subconscious that was just trying to make sense of something that happened to me.

Five months had passed. Five months, three weeks, and one day. That's how long I had been sleeping. ..

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