The Only One

Chapter Two

"Hello? Miss?" I slowly came to, and noticed I was in a white room. "Oh good. You are waking up." A nurse with short curly brown hair noted.

"Wh-Where am I?" I stuttered. Looking around, I had no idea where I was. I reached up and touched my head, which was bandaged in white wraps.

"M'am, please do stay calm. Everything will be alright. You blacked out and hit your head on the edge of the kitchen counter. You've been out for one week. We didn't know if you would ever wake up. But i saw your eyelashes fluttering, and realized you were going to be okay. Your siblings have been worried about you. Especially Katy," the nurse told me.

Honestly, I was too busy thinking back...trying to remember what had happened before this to focus on her story.

"What. What about my parents? Did they say they were worried about me too?" I gulped. I already knew the answer. But it didn't hurt me to ask. Actually it did.

The nurse gulped and looked down at her hands.

"I'm very sorry miss. I don't think you remember because of your serious concussion. But the police officer came to your house and explained that your parents have been killed. Your siblings know that they died, but they don't know why yet. I think we better get you out to the waiting room so that Officer Macy can tell you all what happened."

I stared straight ahead of me at the wall. It was all coming back to me. The flashbacks. The nightmares. I imagined someone slamming their car into the side of my parents Chevrolet. Glass shattering. Screaming. Police sirens blaring in the distance.

I couldn't take it any longer.

"Where is my family!" I demanded.

The nurse was surprised of how strong my voice was after a major injury. She whipped around and stared at me. Fear darkened her normally crystal eyes.

"Calm down, Miss Emily. Everything will be okay. Katy and Jason are waiting for you in the waiting room. I am taking you to meet them right now. As for your parents.. I will lets Officer Macy explain this to you and your siblings."

I screamed bloody murder. The nurse took that as an oppurtinity to turn her over to whoever this "Officer Macy" woman was. She grabbed the backboard of my mobile hospital bed and wheeled me out the door. I felt hoarse. My throat couldn't talk it any longer. But I had to yell loud enough to let my parents know where I was so they could take me away from these people who kept saying they were dead.

As soon as we reached the waiting room, Jason and Katy stood up from their green folding chairs and raced over to my side. I was weeping.

"Thanks.. Is she going to be okay?" Katy's lip quivered as she spoke. She was holding in the tears and I could tell.

"She has no memory about her parents being killed and she keeps denying it. Where is Officer Macy?" She explained about my current state and told Jason to go find Officer Macy. Fast.

I had no idea what was happening. Why wasn't Katy telling me that Mom and Dad were still alive? I didn't want to believe it, but the nurse wasn't giving me another direciton to go in.

I must have dazed off because as soon as I awoke, Jason was running over with the police woman. She looked so familiar.

"Emily. Listen to me. Carefully. Your parents are gone. It's sadly the truth. Nurse Susan wasn't lying to you. Now, your siblings have been bugging me, asking how they were killed. And now that you are here with them, I will finally tell you."

I looked over at Katy and Jason, and both of them had red rings around their eyes from recently crying.

Officer Macy continued.

"On the way to wherever they were going, -"

"Um. Starbucks and McDonalds," Katy piped in. I noticed her voice was very high pitched and squeaky.

"Um, thank you Katy. Anyways, on the way there, a drunk driver slammed into the side of their car. The impact was enough, killing them both right away," Macy paused and let that sink in.

I couldn't believe it. I tried so hard not to black out again. Katy looked faint and Jason went over to the folding chair, sat down, and put his hands in his hands. I heard mild cussing about drunk driving. I let my mind drift.

"Why.." I muttered under my breath. Apparently, I was talking loudly because everyone in the room was staring at me. But I continued.

"Why do dumb, stupid people live in this world?!" We all cried for a very long time until Officer Macy started explaining again.

"The drunk driver has been determined as Derek Philips. He died in the hospital with a major concussion, glass in his arms and legs, and two broken ribs. If he had survived, he would have been put in jail for 75 years because of vehicular manslaughter," Mandy explained to my siblings and I.

The nurse squeezed her voice in.

"Don't worry though. You are not going to be sent to an orphanage. You will be living with your grandparents," She determined.

Kill me now.