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    Broken, Ch. 1

    Something was in her mouth. She realized what it was as she tasted the coppery tang of blood. Not even thinking about what she was doing, she turned and spat onto the passengers seat beside her. She saw blood, with little pieces of something in it. She moved her head closer to examine it, and was struck by the sudden pain at the movement. *****, she murmured softly, her head spinning and pounding, and her entire body aching.

    Bits of glass shone in the blood, and something else – something white. She became frantic as she realized they were pieces of her teeth. She moved her face to the rearview mirror, her neck and back screaming in protest, and cramping waves of pain shooting through her stomach.

    She almost screamed at the reflection that stared back at her. Blood was all over her pale face, pieces of glass from the windshield sparkling at her where it was stuck in her skin. A drop of blood was running down her cheek, where it fell off and landed on her shirt. Gingerly, she bared her teeth. Even in the dark, she could see the reddish tint to them, and saw where pieces had broken off. She tapped a tentative finger against her front teeth, panicking when she felt them wiggling around in her mouth. Her mouth began filling with blood again. She turned and spat, her molars crunching glass as she closed her mouth.

    Suddenly, she remembered there had been another car. Someone might be hurt. Fighting to remove her seatbelt, she searched near her for her cell phone. As she bent down, she was struck with a wave of dizziness.

    Leaning back, her vision fuzzy, she tried to fight it off. IT was no use, and she felt her head drooping to the side, where it dropped to her shoulder as she once again fell into the darkness: cold, scared, and all alone in the black night.

    When she came to again, several faces were peering in at her worriedly from the shattered passenger side window. She heard a gasp as a voice muttered, My God, shes alive.

    Another voice, this from a blond woman. Can you open your door?

    She tried, but found it wouldnt budge. No, I cant get out, she replied, trying to keep the panic out of her voice.

    Turn the key off, if you can, a man told her.

    Struggling, she managed to get her hand to the keys and turn them, but couldnt get them past part of the steering wheel.

    Dont worry, help is on the way, the woman told her.

    Can you call someone for me? she asked the blond. She rattled off a number and some information as the good Samaritan made the call.

    As she finished the call, the woman glanced over in the other direction. That damn man is drunker than *****, she muttered.

    She groaned at the words as the blond, who said her name was Donna, went to greet the police, telling her to stay still and not move. Shed been hit by a drunk. She couldnt believe it.

    Watching as the police used a crowbar to hurriedly open her door, she tried to keep still, unable to believe this wasnt a nightmare.

    *********************************************

    The ride to the hospital was loud and bumpy, and very painful. The sirens made her head hurt, and every bump hurt her stomach and back. Thankfully, she wasnt feeling any pain in her legs, so she assumed they were okay.

    The worst part of the ride was that, due to an ambulance shortage, she had to share the ambulance with the man who hit her. She could hear him flailing around and drunkenly arguing with the paramedics as he tried to rip out his IV and get up.

    The paramedics hadnt been able to cut through her leather jacket, so theyd managed to carefully get her out the scratched, cracked material without really moving her, which had nearly killed her aching body. They theyd cut off her long right sleeve to jab her with needles, ruining one of her favorite shirts.

    She lay there, strapped to a board and wearing an uncomfortable neck brace, a mask over her nose and mouth and an IV in her arm, and just wished the night would end.

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    Comments

    1. I’m going to go with Alice or Dana, I think that each would be an interesting choice. A serious incident would be interesting to explore with the two of them. How they handle it together, how they cope. I think they would be the most interesting.

    2. Sorry to hear about the accident…in a way I do understand what you have going through. I was in an accident some years ago – but in no way the similar injure. I just broke all my ribs in the my back and one of my legs have been put back together with metal. And a few minor cuts here and there. But as you know – I am glad that I am still alive.

      Now back to your story. Great update by the way. Looking forward to see who our mystery girl is. Post soon

    3. I can’t imagine such an accident. My heart goes out to you and I hope that the telling will not be as painful. Love your start thanks for bringing it to us

    4. I am so sorry you had to live this nightmare in real life.I hope you are alright. Foxfire you have me hooked. I have not idea who it is and I love surprises. Don’t make us wait too long though.

    5. Hey foxfire, great start, I really dont want to entertain a guess because I have no clue and I really think it could be anyone. I’m really interested in this story and I know how hard it is to write something that’s semi-autobiographical cause it’s something that i did with my last story. So, best luck with getting through something so emotional and painstaking. It’s a really great beginning!

    6. Thank you for giving us another seemingly fantastic story to read. I too was involved in a really bad and tragic accident. It’s been well over a decade ago; however when there is death involved you tend to be awhile longer than usual getting over it,but with the love of “family and friends”,you will by all means get over it and move on with your life(as it is evident that you and I and regretfully many others have done. This a wonderful story. I believe that I have figured out who the victim is,but because I don’t like second guessing myself and the possibility that I too can be wrong,I will not publish my guess..I am expecting a “Shout Out” soon…

    7. OMG…..This was um……..overwhelming……the thought of this happening is harrowing……wew…..obviously, you are okay…..and I am glad for that……there was someone looking over you…..thanx for this chapter……

    8. I’ll give everyone this much of a hint: the leather jacket may not be that much of a hint as you might think. Remember, it was old, so it seemingly could belong to anybody, as they could have owned it when they were younger.

      So, while I’m not going to say if anyone is right or wrong yet, I’m just going to say you shouldn’t dismiss any of the characters because of the coat alone.

      Thanks!

    9. Very good. Intense, but well-written.
      I think it’s Kit because of the “She’s been hit by a drunk. She couldn’t believe it” lines.

    10. I’d like to hear about what happened to you sometime. Did you suffer any long term injuries? Hope not. Anyway, about this girl…Hmmm, I wonder if it’s Tina.

    11. Sorry you had a bad time. some folk say writing about things makes you feel better – lets hope.
      I’m going with novembererotica but which? I dunno. I do know I’ll be waiting for the next chapters!

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