It's been a week since Bridget's accident and guilt is still eating at me as she is still not woken up yet. I only come late at night so it's just the two of us sometimes I sing to her, sometime I chat about my day with her, or sometimes I just say nothing and hear the machines in the background.

It turns out that it was Perrie's mum ran her over but she didn't realise because of her MS. So Perrie hasn't been here. I am really annoyed at it, how could someone who knows that shouldn't be driving do it anyway.

Anyway, I go back to that day of the accident and how I said such hurtful things I said.

"Oh sorry" I see her brother come in. I stand up "It's ok I was leaving."
"oh are you sure" He puts a bag in the cupboard. "Yea" I leave her room






Bridget's POV:

I can hear chatter around me sounds like deep husky voices.

"So the soccer score is."

"It's football" I say gulping down my eyes slowly opening.

"Oh my god Bridget"

"Hey" I say to my brother





The doctor has just come in and examined me.


"So are mum and dad still mad at me?" I ask him
"What no of course not, they are worried sick" He says

"Here is the four walking stick you will need. Bridget no need to worry you will get the hang of it."

http://www.hmi-basen.dk/en/blobs/orig/38561.jpg The doctor says.
A young seventeen year old girl with a walking frame that screams social awkwardness, gossiping and embarrassment on my end.

"Oh sweetheart" Mum comes rushing in the room and hugs me. Then dad comes in.
"Daddy." He rushes over me and hugs me tightly. "I am so sorry" I cry.
"Shh it's ok sweetie." He starts to cry.

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"Bet you can't wait to get out of here" Parker comes in.
"Yea I guess" my tone is somber.

Tomorrow morning I get to go home, which I am dreading I don't want anyone judging me. I don't want my friends to pity me, I don't want the school gossiping about me. I know Perrie's mum did this but I'm not mad, what for it won't change anything.

"Hey um Harry is here" Parker tells me returning from getting a coffee. "Should I let him in.?"
"Um no, I'm actually tired I might sleep."

Harry I don't want to see him, I can't remember anything from my accident but I have a feeling we spoke I get random flashes of speaking with him but I don't know what words were exchanged.

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