"Cold blue! Cod blue! Victim is loosing all consciousness as we are speaking! Get me to the ER!" the man who was helping me in the ambulance says as him and 3 other males help me out of the vehicle.
My mind is racing. I cant feel my right arm and i can feel the blood dripping down my leg. My visions very blurry and the only thing I can focus on are the lights moving above my body. I am pretty sure they are the lights on the hospitals ceiling.
I keep telling myself to stay awake. I refuse to die like this. if I could make it through this confusing month then I sure as hell can make through tonight.
I look to my right and see one of the nurses who is pulling the gurney through the hallway. I look down at her wrist and use all my strength and energy I have left to grab it. she instantly looks down at me with worry and fright plastered all over her face.
I try to get a noise out of my mouth but it doesn't seem to be working. she sees that I having trouble speaking so she grabs my hand and smiles as if she is telling me "It is going to be alright."
she probably thinks I am trying to ask her if I am going to be alright but that is the least of my concerns. My health isn't whats bothering me at the moment, knowing if he is alright is the only thing I am worried about.
"Where is... he?" I ask barely even a whisper.
"Don't you worry. He is at the other side of the ER. The police are there as well. Trust me. There is nothing to worry about. He will never come near you again." she says with a genuine and sincere smile.
The thing is, those are the exact words I didn't want to hear. I don't want him locked up. I want him here, with me.
1 month earlier
"Anna, are you going to come with us to the new maze at the fair? I heard it is going to be really scary. The scariest maze the fair has ever had!" Becca asks me with her high pitched excited voice.
Of course I wasn't going to go. I hate Halloween and everything that has to do with the stupid holiday. I just don't get the point. Its a waste of money and time. Who in their right mind would want to pay 60 dollars for a slutty and cheap manufactured costume for one day of the year? oh that's right, everyone but me.
The thing is, if I don't go to this maze, becca will be on my case until the day I die. that girl doesn't get the point. just because she is so in love with this holiday, doesn't make me in love with it.
"You ask me like I have a choice." I say as I roll my eyes. She starts to laugh and jump up and down.
"oh thank God! I thought I was going to have to hang you by your feet until you said yes!" she says with a smirk. "And I also bought us the cutest matching costumes. Come over at 6 so we can get ready. See you later babe!" she says and hugs me tightly.
I watch her run off to her red car, get in and speed to the direction of her house.
Everyday I always question why we are best friends. We are polar opposites but I guess that's what draws us to eachother.
Becca and I have been best friends since the first grade.
We got assigned to sit beside each other and we instantly hated eachother. She stole my teal crayon and wouldn't give it back so I did what any other 6 year old girl would of done, I pulled her hair.
"I bet your hair is a wig!" I screamed. she turned around and looked at me with pure evil and hatred in her eyes.
"I bet you're a boy!" she screamed. that's what triggered me to go full hulk mode. we started to scream at each other, kick, pinch, bite, and slap each other. The teacher came and pulled us apart.
Right when she did we smiled at each other.
"You have a good swing." I said to her.
"And you're a pretty good kicker. Soccer player im guessing?" I nodded and from that moment on we were inseparable.
HEY. I know this chapter is like a month late but my life has been pretty hectic.
hope you liked it!