Overcome

Chapter One

I woke up covered in sweat, probably crying a little too. I couldn't get ride of that awful dream! I hate it! I never want to see it again! But no matter how hard I try, I can't shake it. That awful dream is burned into my memory.

I sit up ever so slowly, I'm still stiff and my body aches, complaining to me. My leg and arm are casted with bright blue plexie glass, still perfectly clean because I haven't taken a step out of the house since I left the hospital 3 months ago. Oh, how I can't wait to get these stupid things off today! The arm cast I can deal with but the whole broken leg situation isn't working out with me. I have to walk with the annoying clicking sound of the crutches everywhere!

I look around at the cheery green walls that I want to paint over so badly, the giant dresser that used to be cover with pictures and ribbons, the French door closet, and if course the mirror over the dresser.

As I get off the bed my ribs ach. "Common! It's been 3 months!" I whisper to myself. There's a soft knock on the door, then I hear my moms soft voice. "Gina? Do you need help?"

"Nope" I say flatly, she's try to help, I get that, but I'm not falling into any of her traps. I hear her walk away and then I hop of my bed. The crutches are all the way across my room for some reason. "Great" I take a step totally forgetting that I have a cast on my leg. "Shit!" I say just before I hit my head on the corner of the dresser. But I catch myself on the wall just in time.

I hobble down stairs not talking to anyone. When I finally make it to the table mom hands me a bowl of Cheerios.

"Well? How are you?" He speaks.

"Fan-freaking-tabulous" I say venomously.

Any girl would love that's he's sitting at their kitchen table right now. But not me, I hated him since that day I saw him. I don't know why, it's just one of those vibe things.

He acts like I never even said anything to him, his dark blue eyes are still shining brighter than ever.

"I gotta go to work that the barn, you want to come?" he questions.

"Ha!, you're halarious" I speak flatly.

"Gina!" Mom yells. "Knock it off! We have to leave in 30 minutes for the othropedics! Get ready!"

"Okay calm down!" I say a tad nicer as I hobble back up the stairs. I may be nasty but I know not to push it with mom. Half way up the stairs I realized something.

"If you try to pull anything while we are out, I will scream until you cry!" As I say this, mom waves her hand.

"Oh shush, I have paperwork to do anyway." She says not believing me. She better not try to pull any tricks on me. I finish walking up the stairs and ever so slowly get dressed.