I didn’t like this. I didn’t like it one bit. (Name) was in the hospital. She was in the hospital. Some idiot drunk driver hit her. She was lucky enough to come out with only a broken arm. The bad part was she’s been out for two days now. They said today she’d wake up but it was near noon and she wasn’t awake.
I hated seeing her with all those machines hooked up to her, all those wires and IVs. I never wanted to see her like that. I wish I could have been there with her when it happened. Then I could have saved her.
For the most part I was on the edge of her bed like a little Growlithe. I kept my head and arms on the bed by her but say in the chair next to her bed. The doctors and nurses tried to get me to go home but I never left even as much as they yelled at me. I couldn’t leave (Name) like this. She was in such a fragile state of hers.
Her face was now pale and her hair seemed to lose its color. Her heartbeat on the monitor put me to sleep a few