~Chapter 1~

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ROSEANNE POV:

"I'll never be the same me again."

"Rosie?" 

I open my eyes, I'm quite dizzy, pain everywhere in my body as I realize how much people are looking at me as if I were an exotic animal in the zoo. 

"Where am I?" I mumbled I couldn't even move, I felt like a young kid finally earning consciousness.

"Oh my gosh, baby, I nearly thought I lost you!" An elderly woman cried. I groaned and didn't respond. I barely even knew who the people who gathered around me were, all of them with worries plastered on their faces.

"Your boyfriend is coming soon," The elderly patted my hand and smiled at me warmly. 

Boyfriend?

I cleared my throat and tried to talk but the only thing that came out was a cry. 

"Shh..." A young girl sat beside my hospital bed and quickly massaged my feet. All I could do was see.

"Oscar! Honey, come in! Rosie is finally awake!" I peeked through my eyelashes, my breath getting caught mid-way as a young handsome boy walked into my room. 

Oh lord. 

AUGUST/SEPTEMBER

I gripped my books as I quickly let my mind run through everything I had to do, not a single moment to relax, it's senior year, my last year of high school and I needed to do everything perfectly to graduate with a great GPA, with a great dream college, with a big dream of the future. 

There was one day that changed everything, I lost ones, I gained others, they changed, I changed, they lost me, and I lost myself.....

"Mr. Rogers gave us another paper to do," Amelia mumbled, as she got into her car, I smiled and rolled my eyes, I understand how much stress papers give us, but it made me realize how much excitement it gives me when our teachers let us pick our topics to write about. 

I waved at my best friend as she left, and everyone scurried into their cars not wasting any minute to leave this living hell, the police were in the corner of the parking lot, watching our every movement, I gave myself a few more minutes, warming up the car as the days been getting colder. 

I wish I scurried with the others as well.

Just as I left my parking spot two cars hit me, on both sides. I remember the pain on my sides as my vision slowly became blurry and the loud chaos of people screaming became softer and my breathing became slower, it felt like a dream, I couldn't help but feel this weird feeling of deja vu, as if I already had a dream of this happening, just as my eye slowly closed. 

HIS POV:

I cussed as I watch the two cars hit the white one, multiple students ran towards the other two cars that rammed into the middle one, no one cared a shit for the person that was in there, I squinted my eyes, and my friends were inside the car with were groaning, like if it was something normal in such a small town. I glared at them and quickly parked my car again, quickly unbuckling my seatbelt. 

"There's a girl there!" I yelled as I came out of the car. I could feel my heart racing, the girl was clearly hurt, with cuts on her face, the police were calling his other units as other students pushed a car away from the white car, I was desperate to get to the girl, she needed to get out but the police was yelling at me, telling me to back off, but in my eyes, I saw her life slowly drifting away by minutes. My English wasn't good so I couldn't just give the police an explanation of how the girl might be extremely hurt or even dead. 

"I'm her boyfriend!" I pleaded to the police, he sighed and watched as the ambulance came quickly to remove her from the car. I didn't know why I wanted to be in this girl's business but I felt something as if we were meant to meet, even if I passed through the hallways and saw her, I never felt the need to grab her and plead to her to stay like I did that day. 

August 30th. 

I would be the only one who would remember that day. 

ROSEANNE POV:

"You won't be able to drive for a couple of weeks."

"Hmm."

"Try not to walk so much, you need a lot of rest to recover as fast as possible."

"Hmm."

"Don't be trying to force yourself to remember things hmm, this will be a new chapter for you."

"Hmm." 

The doctor looked at me with curiosity as I played with my sleeve. She leaned forward and pushed my bangs to the side. "I'll be making an appointment with the nearest therapist, you'll need it." And with that, she left. I sighed and looked down, wishing I could've thanked her for everything even if nothing would be the same. At any minute my roommates' parents would storm in and help me to the car, I was finally out of the hospital, only a week in the hospital, but the bill was going to be huge. 

My boyfriend quickly came in first, gently grabbing my waist as I took my steps, slowly, every step hurting my sides as I let out a little cry, I bit my lip as my tears slowly started forming, I hated thinking that these injuries could affect my life.

How did I manage to get myself hurt that I can't even remember a single thing that happened? 

"Baby, it's okay, do you want the wheelchair?" Oscar asked, his light brown hair sparkled as the sunshine beamed right at him. 

"No." I choked, looking down.

"Do you want me to pick you up?" I looked up at him as he gave me his playful grin. I couldn't help but giggle, watching my supposed boyfriend pick me up, his arms secured me, and I felt safe, I felt happy for the first time in this new chapter. 

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