Never mind

Sasha lives in California and goes to California High School. She is a dreamer. Her imagination has no limits and she is madly in love with Tom, her best friend. But Tom is dating the pretiest girl in school, Tifany. Will Sasha step up and get what she wants, or will she stand back and say 'never mind'..?

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7. where are you, Alana?

"Hey, are you okay?" A blond woman asks me repetedly. She grabs my shoulders and makes me move a little. I want to ask her who she is and where we are, but somehow, words can't make it out of my mouth. I have some mixed thoughts about the last couple of hours. I remember Alana and I getting ready for the party at her place. I also remember we talked about the party and then got in her car. I clearly haven't forgotten what I was wearing, a beautiful red dress. What happened then? Did we arrive to the party? Oh,no. Did I get too drunk?

The blond woman keeps asking me questions. We are outside, surrounded by darkness, yet there are some lights that I can't figure out where they come from. "What's your name?" The blond woman just doesn't shut up, does she? I am all dizzy and maybe not in my best functional moment, but I'm okay, aren't I? "How old are you?" She keeps looking up and down and left and right while she talks to me. I really want to say something, but I can't figure out how. Then, I feel my eyes closing again and suddenly I stop listening to the woman asking questions, and everything becomes dark again.

When I wake up again, I'm inside some light blue room, with white walls and a lot of weird machines. It looks like a hospital, but I'm not entirely sure. I am alone, but I can hear people talking outside because of the opened window above me. Yes, I am definetly in a hospital. But I can't remember why. What happened? Who brought me here?

Suddenly, a tall nurse comes in. The man says hello and asks how I am feeling while he checks something on the machine beside me. "Good, I think." I answer. I remember waking up earlier on the rode, or at least I think it was the road, and not being able to talk. Now, at least I can talk and I'm not dizzy. "are you feeling any kind of pain?" Asks again the young nurse. "My head is pounding a little." I say trying to stand up. The nurse gently pulls me back to bed. "You had a car accident. Ypu need to rest." He says, and just like that, leaves the room living me with more doubts than before. At least he could have introduced himself.

Soon after that, a woman enters with the nurse-man. She appears to be leading the way, so I'd say she's the doctor. She has blue big eyes and grey hair. She must be like 40-50 years old, and she seems nice. "Good morning, Sasha, my name is doctor Green and this is August. How are you feeling?" She asks smiling. She checks a note book and then points a tiny light at my eyes and mouth. "Just headache." I say. She nods and then asks: "Do you remember anything at all about how you got here?"

I try to remember, I really do, but with this headache and the fact that I actually don't remember a thing, I tell her the truth. "Okay, so, what is the last thing you do remember?" She asks. I think about it and the first thing that comes into my mind is the image of Alana and I getting ready for the party. "You don't remember getting on a car?" She asks. I focus again trying so desperately to remember, but nothing pops. "Okay. Well, you had a car accident, but we still need to check some things. It appears you're going to be just fine." She says while starting to stand up. "Wait, is Alana all right?" I ask. The doctor looks at me for a while and then says: "She is...she is fine." Is she lying? She seems to be lying. Is Alana okay? What if she's injured or something and they don't want to tell me? I have to find her.

When the doctors leave, I stand up carefully and make it to the door. This is all too odd. Where is my family? Where is Tom? I pull the doorknob and get out. I'm only wearing the hospital clothes, not even socks or shoes.

I notice people stearing at me but I don't care. What the hell is happening here? I reach the registration spot and ask for Alana. "Yes, we had a car accident... I don't know exactly when, I suppose either yesterday or two days ago, Alana Dare is her full name. Can you check in wich room she is?" I ask quicly. I don't know why but I have the feeling they don't want me to know where I am or where Alana is.

The girl from the registration spot suddenly looks up at me and says: "Dear, there is no Alana Dare on our system."

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