Deep Down Inside Of Me ~Prodigy Story~

The Girl That Tried To Kill Me

"Oh" He nods. "What time is it" 

"1:38am"

"Damn... Question,.Can I walk?"

"Standing might hurt"

"How old are you, Char?"

"19"

"Aw a lil teen"

I smile. "How old are you?"

"21"

I just nod. "How do you feel"

"Fine. A little pissed off... But fine"

"It was your fault" Tavia mumbles

Prods eyes shot to her as he just glared. 

"Um.. Well It's really late and I just wanted to be here when you woke up" 

"But you'll be back.... Right?" He now looked to me 

"Uh.... Yeah" I nod. "I don't just wanna leave you here. Hey, do you have any family?"

"Yep" 

"Maybe you should give them a ca--"

"Nah, I don't need them"

"Huh?"

"I don't need them" He repeats in a serious tone. 

"ok. What about any friends?"

"A couple"

"Call them and let them know why happen so they know where you are"

"Where's my shit?" 

"Right there" I point. "I guess that's yours. There was this guy here earlier but he left and said he'd be back later"

"Roc?"

"I don't know" 

Tavia went and sat back down. Her face was telling me to hurry the fuck up and lets go! 

"But yeah. I'll be back. I promise"

"iight.... Cause you have to pay for this" He says looking at his phone.

I just look at him as he gives me a quick glance. 

I opened my mouth to say more but Tavia over there was shaking her head no and pleading to leave. 

"Bye Prod"

"See ya"

Tavia and I walk out the room and down the hall. 

"I hate hospitals!" She yells

"You wont be saying that if you ever need one"

She pushes the elevator button to send us one up to get us. 

"Is it me or did he sound rude? A little" I ask

"I mean you hit him with your car. I wouldn't be that nice either. He said he was pissed" 

I just sigh. "I can't believe I hit a guy"

"Well believe it" Tavia says.

Prod, 

"Naw man... I woke up and this girl told me she hit me... With her car!" I explain over the phone to a girl I've been cool with since high school. I didn't have many friends, by choice! But she kept trying to talk to me no matter if I swerved her some times or not. Finally I said something back to her and we became... Friends?