Meeting part 6

Chapter 6

Darkness, blood, tears, screams. I moved my head against the cold, hard window, and it slipped with the blood. Lights, I could see bright lights in the distance, closer, closer. I slipped in and out of consciousness for a while, only feeling pain when I awoke. But as I spent more time awake, the pain increased, till it was to painful to blink. My eyes stayed open, longer than usual, and the world moved, and again. I realised the car was balancing on its roof, and the slightest movement inside could cause it to topple over. I looked at my surroundings, I could make out a hedge a few feet in front of me, and the road on my right. As twisted my body to looked left, and I saw Rob moving, climbing out of the car.
'Rob, what happened, where are we.?' I cried out,
'I'm going to get help, I'll be back, wait here.' he promised, wait here! Where else could I go,
No! don't leave me, I don't want you to leave me, Rob, I'm sorry about shouting, just don't leave me!'
''I have got to go and get help.' he repeated, the coldness in his voice made me shiver. I saw him open the door, and start climbing out. I could tell he was in pain, I couldn't bear to be alone.
'Rob, call someone on your cell, don't leave me.' I pleaded,
'Shut up! This is your fault, now deal with it. If it wasn't for your stupid shouting, this wouldn't have happened.' the hardness of his words hit me like a bullet, piercing a hole in my skin. Tears crawled down my face, I twisted back, unable to look at the hole where he disappeared into the night, his last words, echoing around my head.
I lay there, hoping and praying that someone would pass by. Robs words still circled my head, how could he say that, how could he leave me. Maybe Vicky was right, maybe he was drunk, but, yet, after this, I still liked him. He made me feel special, like I meant something. Those words, the meaningful words, full of hate and anger, filled me with fear,
'this is your fault' I thought, was it really my fault. If I hadn't of shouted, if we had never split up, if Vicky had of driven me home.
Conner, I needed Conner. I needed the warmth of his skin, and the closeness of his touch. I needed and wanted it. The car clock had stopped working in the crash, I had know idea what time it was. Past midnight maybe, mom would have been getting worried. What about Vicky, had she got home, is she asleep now, carefree. I wondered about the argument we had, and how stupid it seemed now, and how right she was. I should have never gotten into this car. The pain shot up my leg, and gripped onto my lower back. I cried out in pain,
'Help! Help me please, someone, anyone, help.' I screamed, hoping that someone would hear it, but second by second, my hope of being found, dropped.
'Hey, do you see that? what is it?' voices, distant voices, I tried to call them, but my throat had closed up, instead, choking was the only sign I could give them that I was here.
'Someone is there, call an ambulance, quick!' I heard heavy footsteps running over, the voice, it sounded so familiar, so close.
'Gypsy, is that you?' I knew that voice,
'Yeah, h-h-help m-me.' I cried,
'its alright, I'm here, your going to be ok, just relax.' their face blocked the moonlight, that shined through the open door.
'Conner?' I asked,
'Yeah, its me, hold on, were going to get you out.' his words comforted me, pushing the coldness of Robs last words out.
'Hey, wake up, your safe.' I opened my eyes, the bright light pieced them, forcing them to shut again. I tried again, and this time they stayed open.
'Where?' I started,
'Shh, everything is going to be ok, I called your mom, she is on her way and Vicky is just getting some coffee. Conner assured me, I tried to sit up, but something stopped me,
'Why cant I move? What's happened?' I started panicking,
'Hey, calm down, its ok. They don't want you to move, in-case your neck it broken.' she said, stroking my hair.
'Where's Rob?' I asked, now calm,
'Rob!' he repeated, 'what does he have to do with this? Is that who was driving the car?'
'Yeah, he was going for help, didn't he find you?'
'No, Vicky phoned me, she said that you needed picking up from the party. I'm going to kill Rob, how could he leave you?'
'But, where is he, didn't he come here, he needed a hospital, he was hurt,' I started to panic again,
'Hey, I told you to relax, just calm down.' he said, ignoring me question.
'Honey, hey I'm here, you ok?' mom asked,
'I'm fine,' I said, hugging her,
'Your dad hopes your ok, but he cant leave New York,' she said, 'Who are you then?' she looked at Conner,
'I found her, I know her from school, I hope she's ok, see you.' he waved, then walked out the door,
'Gypsy, your awake!' Vicky came running into the room.
'Hey, thanks for, well you know, what you did' I told her, she smiled. A doctor came in, carrying a clipboard.
'Well, its looks like you can go home tonight, if you feel up to it' he said, he spoke softly, and quickly.
'Yeah, I cant wait to get out of here.' I told them. He removed the tape from my head that had stopped me from moving, and gave me my clothes. Getting dressed was hard, I had deep cuts on both elbows, and my chest and arms. My legs had cuts around the ankles, and on my shins. After about 20 minutes, and a lot of pain, I had gotten dressed, and was walking out of the hospital.
'Hey, mum can I catch a ride with someone else, I really need to talk with them.' I said, as I saw Conner sitting in his car on the other side of the parking lot.
'I don't really want you in another car, cant you talk to them tomorrow, I just want you to be safe.' she said. I could tell she was worried, but she also knew how much I wanted to catch a lift with someone else.
'I really need to talk to them now, its really important. Please, I will go straight home, please mom.'
'Fine, just be extra careful, and go 10 mp/h inside the speed limit, I worry about you sometimes, be careful.' she said , kissing my forehead. I waved as I walked over to meet Conner, and he got out and opened the door for me. I sat in the passenger seat, it seamed strange, being back in a car, after tonight. The cuts on my body stung, the medication I had must have worn off. The driver door opened, Conner got in and started the engine. Nothing was said whilst he drove out of the parking lot.
'So, how you feeling?' he asked, concentrating on the road.
'Not so good, I have pains in my legs, arms and on my stomach. Why did you come for me?' I questioned,
'I like you, I thought that was obvious, in fact, I like you a lot.' he answered me with out taking his eyes off the road. He looked so serious, and yet, so caring, I think I loved him. We drove the rest of the way, talking about our lives, where we grew up. He was from California, and moved when he was really young.
'My dad just peed my mom off to many times, so she just left, taking me and my two sisters. We went to New York, but the crowd's were too much, so we came down here, and settled.' he told me, 'how about you, have you ever moved?'
'No, we couldn't afford it, having five kids and all.' as we turned into my road, I could just make out someone standing outside my house. My first thoughts were Mom, she wanted to make sure I got from the car to the house alright, but then I remember that she told me she had to go out and pick the twins up from the neighbour, and knowing our neighbour, she would be there for ages. I then thought of Vicky, but she was at the hospital when we left, and had gone straight home. My thoughts wondered a bit more, until we parked, I jumped out the car, ignoring my bodies cry of pain, and just stared at the person who was waiting for me on my front lawn.