Saved by HIM

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Ella's P O V

Hi guys! This is my first author's note, and I plan on writing many more. I hope my book is okay so far, and that I encourage all of you to comment anything to help me something or mention something worth mentioning.

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-Risette

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Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.
-H e n r y D a v i d T h o r e a u

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I woke up in a room of all white.

A monitor sat next to the bed I lay on, and it showed my heart rate.

I was still alive.

The heart monitor started beeping and my eyes shot to the door as a few nurses hurried in.

"Are you okay child?" One of them asked me.

I nodded, but it was half a lie. I still remembered what had happened but physically I was ok.

I couldn't believe my dad could try to kill me. I was fine with him hurting me, but death was too much.

That had been something I had wished to do on my own, but now I couldn't leave Corey.

"How am I not dead?" I blurted out.

The nurse looked at me softly before replying. "When your father hit you with the car, it wasn't going fast enough to kill you. The place that you were hit was in front of a police officer, and your father has been arrested for 10 years."

I didn't say anything, becoming tired as I slowly fell asleep.

Before I drifted off, I remembered my birthday had already passed and I was now a legal adult. Yet, my dad hadn't been able to send me away because I was never home for him to yell at me and torture me.

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When I woke up, I felt a lot better. Yet, I felt lonely. No one was here for me, and I was all alone. I didn't want to go home anymore, and I couldn't face Corey.

It all stared to hit me too, how good looking he is and how ugly I looked next to him. He deserved someone better than me, who wasn't ugly and weak.

He needed a happy and carefree girl who didn't hold a burden like I do. A girl with a father and mother that can let her go when the time comes for her to marry.

I wasn't meant to be with Corey, I knew that. I bet he knew that as well, just felt bad for me. He was always happy, so the happiness he had for me was probably just normal for him.

I couldn't bear to see him ever again, so I called in a nurse with the white button on the side of my bed.

A nurse rushed in quickly, and asked me what I needed.

"If a boy named Corey comes, please tell him that I don't want to see him," I begged her.

She lightly smiled at me, obviously holding in a frown. "I'll make sure to tell him that honey. A boy named Corey just arrived now, so I will pass the message."

I nodded in thanks and laid on my side, quickly falling back asleep, my last thought being that I wasn't needed on this earth anymore.