"Are you the brother? Boyfriend?"

"Best friend." Kevin says to her, a fake smile onto his little over happy ass face.

"And you?" The woman smiles over at me, her hair inside of a messy curly bun and the smile making her crows feet more noticeable.

"Friend."

She nods and glances at the desk of this floor." Where's the young ladies parents? The doctor is needing to discuss something with them."

"In the cafeteria."

She nods and walks down the hallway, giving us a quick thank you before doing so." So how do you know Asher?"

I look over at him and answer," Meet her on my first day of school and we're art partners. You?"

"We meet when she was waiting on her father on Saturday." I look back forward to the wall that sits in front of us and lean against the back of the hospital." So who's the guy she was talking about? Was it you? The one who dated her best friend?"

"No. It's the guy I had the slight disagreement with. And he only dated her best friend to make her jealous."

"Slight disagreement? I'd hate to see a fight in your eyes..... And that's pretty fucked up. I say Asher has a lot of guys chasing after her, doesn't she?"

"A few yes, I really don't pay attention."

He frowns slightly and once again, the impression of his tongue moving under his lips show." I think I'm bad luck. She knew me for two days and was in a car wreck."

I stay silent and ignore whatever else he might say. Heels echoed through the halls and I look to my left to see a woman with long red hair and wearing a tight red dress with black stilettos on.

Dread goes through me and I stand up before meeting her halfway." What the hell are you doing here?"

"To get you. There's updates on the terrorists."

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The sound of yelling, crying, and sirens surround me. Pain and soarness coat every inch if my body in a misery. I try tonics but I can't, being only able to see the darkness and flashbacks for a while now. The sound of glass shattering echoes through my ears making my stomach to drop in fear and my limbs to twitch. A tube sits inside my throat, adding onto the uncomfortableness as I see the headlights one last time before the shattered window.

Beeps come in behind it, along with a coldness as I try to open my eyes but give up once I realize I'm to exhausted right now. Pain warms my whole body, every one seeming to be pulverized into pieces. My head Throbbing and my stomach cramping. I groan and cry out, mentally yelling for someone to come stop the loan but no one comes to my side. I'm left in this darkness, feeling every long and painful second I'm being put through right now. The burning pain fills my veins, it getting worse with every minute that ticks by and and white flashes begin to dance behind my eyes. My heart flutters as the world once again begins to spin around me, this time the only thing I'm seeing being the spots of color that come when a striking jolt goes through my body. I take in a shaky breath as I'm pulled back into the in unconscious world, where I don't have to feel this excruciating pain anymore." Please wake up baby girl."

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A buzz goes through my ears, a steady beep combining with it and the feeling of the pain coming back. I mentally begin to curse, tired of these conscious returns. I blink open my eyes and tense as I'm able to move my fingers." Baby girl." I glance over as a figure leans closer to me and the image of my father sits beside me." Your awake...." He smiles and take my hand in his, and squeezes it slightly- tears forming in his eyes."I'm sorry baby, for what I said. I'm sorry I always overreact to things-" I open my mouth to speak but he shakes his head furiously and squeezes slightly tiff her in my hand." You can't talk. You still have the breathing tube in."

I frown as my vision starts to get blurry, making dads eyes water as well and him to sniffle slightly as he runs on my shoulder." There's no way for me to touch you without hurting you." He sniffles again and wipes away the tear that goes down my cheek." Don't cry, you'll listen the stitches on your cheek darling. Everything will be okay." I shake my head, knowing that's most likely not true. I glance down to see a blanket covering over me, my body underneath bare and marker lines peeking out on my skin from under the covers." You had to have surgery. To fix your leg, and also to take out the key that had lodged into your stomach.... I brought you a white board and some markers to use to talk. Want it?" I try to nod and wince at the pain that shots up my neck into my temples from the movement and decide on just moving my eyes. He gives a sad smile and reaches to the table beside my bed, and reached me the white board and marker." Watch the needles that are inside your arm."

I look at him, remembering all the things I had said to him before wrecking. I think of how those could've been my last words to him, making him think for the rest of his life that I died hating him. I sniffle slightly before taking the marker and write down three simple words that mean the world to me right now. I love you. He smiles and kisses me slightly on the forehead," I love you too princess." He wipes at his eyes, his hand coming back slightly wet from the rear he had caught and he smiles slightly at me." I wish your mother was here. She thought you wouldn't wake up today so she went and started to fix everything up for you."

I grab the marker as the pain comes in my stomach and leg again and write,' It hurts.'

Sadness goes through his eyes and he nods." I know Asher, I know it hurts but the doctors are afraid to keep giving you the pain reliever. They don't want you to become addicted." He sniffles and runs a hand through his slightly oily and unkept hair, making me now notice the stubble that now sits in the bottom half of his face." The boys say they hope you get to feeling better. The students from your school have been dropping off letters and gifts for you."

I pause before writing down the name that I'm most curious about. Hana?

He shakes his head and looks at the ground." No, she hasn't visited. Her father said that she said she doesn't want to come and see you as you are. That she knows you don't like the pity that she'd show you." I said slightly and he nods." I know it doesn't make sense but let's just not worry about it right now." He pushes my hair out of my fast slightly and lays his head on the metal bars of the hospital bed." I'm sorry baby......"

It's okay, I want to them him. To say it myself, to show him exactly how I'm feeling and how he shouldn't be sorry. I sigh and down four words. It's fine, I'm okay.

He shakes his head as a tear slides down his jaw and he sets back in his chair." No. I know your not suppose to be around negativity,but it's not okay Asher. You're not fine. Your going to have these scars for the rest of your life, our going to have to be in a wheelchair for a month. I'm going to have to home school you, so we know your not endangering your healing process. They said it would be a year until your back to normal. That's a year without training for you. That's a year postponing you going to the underground. I ruined your plans Asher, that's not okay. You are not fine. And if you truly believe that than fine isn't enough. I want you to be perfect, happy. Not having to sit in this hospital for two more weeks and lose the normal life you once had."

I scowl at him and write down what I want to say. What normal life? Dad I had no normal life to begin with. I studied and kept myself in the house almost all the time. People wouldn't notice I was gone anyways, they'll be fine. And we can train when I'm starting to heal. Just not as hard.

"What about Hana? What about when you go back to school?"

I'll just be known as the slightly crippled girl and nerd. And Hana.... I don't know anymore.. I frown at him, debating on if I should tell him everything or not. I erase the writing after he reads it and begin to write. Hana and I were having a confusing relationship anyways.... Dad. I bite my lip and write again after he nods for me to go on. Hana and I were sort of dating before all this. She liked me and we where postponing calling ourselves anything. We hadn't decided if we were just going to be friends or not but things were sort of.. Serious and intimate. That being the reason why her father was questioning whether to let me stay or not that night.

He squints at the board, his lines forming a straight line as he gulps slightly." I thought you said you weren't gay?"

I erase the board and write again. I wasn't when you asked. It's all confusing but dad. I never felt anything towards her in that way. I don't want to be with her, yet don't want to have to turn her down.

He frowns and scratches at his stumble." Okay... Well.. Then don't be with her if you don't want to be. Never do something you don't want to do because eventually you'll regret doing that way more than what you would if you'd just gone with what you wanted. So... Did Asher and her little girlfriend kiss?"

Fam that's weird.

He rolls his eyes and says," I'm not being a pedo or something. I'm talking about my daughters relationship. I'm curious as well. You know, your grandmother was a lesbian." I tense slightly, my used to dad talking our my grandparents. Dad had almost a cliche story line. His other and father lived I think he rough side of a nieghborhood, his father wasabi since and regularly was verbally or physically abusing them. Dad got into fighting to clear his head, to help. One day dad couldn't take it, he fought his father back. He was sent to juvie for a while and was kicked out by his mother after. He lived with friends and by the age of fifteen, had his own place. The rest is unknown to me." I know, I know, I'm finally opening up about all this... But yeah, after I had my own place and was doing well with the streetfights she came to my place. Your mother and I were there at the time and she introduced herself and explained to me of everything. About how she had found someone else- a woman. I had kicked her out. Not because she was gay but because how she had thrown me out of my house and expected me to let her into mine. I never seen her since..." He sighs out and lays his head into my casted arm and looks up at me." That's why I can't stand myself when I see you look at me the way I had looked at my father when I was younger. I try not to be like him Asher, I do. But sometimes when you've been raised seeing something, it's hard to change from that."

It's okay dad.

He smiles slightly at me and fixes the bottom of my hair and places it to one shoulder." Your really something else Asher. Way better than I'll ever be, and I couldn't ask for anything more."

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