Anna’s point of view:
I woke to an annoying beeping noise. I tried to get up but the pain in my head was to strong. That and the tubes going every which way. I stared at the ceiling trying to think of everything but the excruciating pain in my head. I closed my eyes. I was expecting darkness but it there was red spots playing around in the darkness.
“ hmmm” I opened one eye to see my sister who was suppose to be in Los Angeles standing at the door.
“jenny?” I croaked both eyes opened now.
“ Yes” she said stiffly.
“ How’s Annabelle and Tally?” my head spinning . “oh” my head hurt.
“the doctor should be in soon to give you medication” she came and sat on the chair next to my bed. “ Tally is fine…” I could see her eyes narrow just a bit. “Annabelle is fine.. missing you”
“ when can I leave?” I didn’t like the eerie feeling hospitals gave.
“when your healed.” she replied flatly.
“healed?” I was confused. Was I hurt that bad?
“ you have many cuts. The car slammed into you front window. The glass broke and shattered you were unconscious by the time they found you barely alive” she shuffled through her bag and brought out a small mirror that had her work logo on the back.
“ should I look?” I said taking the mirror holding it upside down.
“its up to you” her dark green eyes were pained. I was cautious.
“ that’s me?” I watched my self. My eye lids had many cuts my face bruised. My face was either scratched or bruised. There was no blood on my face but I could see some red spots where it was smeared. The top part of my hair was caked in blood. My bottom lip was stitched together. I toughed it.
“it was cut open so the stitched it together” she looked at the floor then at me. “who is he?”
“who is who” I was stilling looking at myself in the mirror.
“ the guy you talk to online?” I whipped my head around.
“ahhhh” I screamed in pain. My breathing became harsh and shallow. Jenny clicked a button above my head and to nurses came in.
“she moved to quickly I think it might have triggered the -” she cut off looking at me tears running down her face. I could barely see her through my tears. It hurt it hurt so bad. I felt my self shake my eyes rolled back.
“she’s having a seizure” I felt a pain in my arm. “were loosing her” I squeezed my eyes closed and soon enough the medication took over….
HE FELT IT:
Nick’s point of view.:
I jolted awake by the pain in my head. I looked around the tour bus. It was pitch black and I could faintly hear Joe snoring. I quickly got up, using my cell for light, I maneuvered around our suit cases and close . The dizzy feeling got more intense as I reached the bathroom. I quickly drank to aspirins drinking the faucet water. The pain grew and grew, my eyes burned. The darkness that usually came when I closed my eyes was red. The pain slowly subsided, the red slowly left. I sighed in relief. I checked the time on my wrist watch. 4 in the morning. I groaned and made my way over to my bunk. The ‘best tour ever’ wasn’t hitting off to well. I became insanely uncomfortable lately. Sometime I would be laying down and have trouble breathing or get sudden pains I just didn’t know what was wrong. My diabetes was fine I’ eating healthy taking my insulin. I sunk in to my bunk and fell asleep but my dream was queer. I was in the hospital people were running everywhere yelling. I could hear my heart softly slowly beating. I woke with a start. I was sweating. I quickly turned on my computer to see if Anna was on. She wasn’t she hadn’t been on for at least a week. I sighed . I looked out my window waiting for sunrise.
THEN SOMEONE INTERFEARED WITH THERE STORY AND TRIED TO REWRITE IT BUT A WRITTEN STORY IS HARD TO CHANGE COURSES…
WHEN LIFE THROWS YOU LEMONS....THOW THEM BACK AND TELL THEM YOU WANT THE JONAS BROTHERS-(kandace)
