Broken

Prolouge

The night was dark.  Stars littered the sky.  Simon stood outside with a smile.  "I'm sixteen now mom.  I have to get to work. " Simon looked at his mother who was beautiful.  She had always been.  He kissed his mom's cheek before getting in to the car.  "I'll be back later!" He waved to his mother before backing out of the drive way.

His mother waved to him before going into the house. She was happy for her son.  He finally had a job.  His father was happy to.  His son would finally be moving out of the house. 

Simon hummed to the radio as he drove down the road to his home.  Panic at the Disco played and Simon began to sing swinging from side to side a little.  He tapped the wheel as he started to sing loudly.  He laughed to himself as he took a sharp turn.

A car in front of him came to a stop.  He quickly hit the brake almost hitting the car but he didn't.  He sighed deeply.  He was relieved he didn't get hit.  That was until a truck came speeding behind him.  Before he could start his car again the truck slammed into the back of Simon's car. 

His head smashed against the steering wheel as he gripped it.  The car spun out of control as his body became limp. He felt something hit the back of his head as he heard an awful snap.  He gasped for air as it started to become hard to breathe.  Soon the car came to a stop.  The car was smashed and broken.  So was Simon.  Blood dripped from his head as he wheezed.  "Siri. " He has led out in pain.  "call...  Mom. "

"Calling mom. " The female responded.  The phone rang.  And his mom's voice was heard

"honey? What's wrong?"

Simon smiled as his mom answered.  "mom...  I got in an accident.  Can you call 911? I...  I can't move. " He looked down at his hands that had dropped from the wheel.

"Simon stop messing with me. " His mother warned.

"I'm not mom. I'm not. " Simon wheezed again as he started to struggle to breathe.  "m... "

"SIMON.  This is your last warning"

Simon cried out as his mom yelled.  "Mom...  I'm " Wheeze.  "not. "

Someone knocked on Simon's window.  It was a paramedic.  The ambulance was there. 

"Can you unlock the door?" They asked.

Simon's eyes turned to them.  "N-NO!"

The paramedic nodded and firefighters started to break open the door.  Once the door was open the sirens grew louder. 

Simon's mom finally realized.  Her son wasn't joking.  She hung up and grabbed her husband.

The paramedic looked at Simon.  "hey kid.  How you feeling?"

"crappy" He wheezed.

"Can you feel your legs? Move your head"

"no... "

The paramedic nodded.  "My names Samuel.  What's your name?" He asked as he started to put a neck brace on Simon.

"Simon.  My names Simon. Ow ow!" He coughed once the brace was on.  Simon's breathing stopped.  He gasped as he tried to breathe.  His eyes widened. 

The paramedic looked at him.  "WE NEED A TRACH OVER HERE. " He looked at Simon.  "we are going to do a tracheotomy. It will help you breathe. "

He sighed before putting the scalpel up to Simon's throat and cutting before threading a tube through his throat. Samuels breathing came back.

The paramedic smiled as he undid Simon's seatbelt and started to slowly take him out of the car as they rested him on a stretcher.

Simon saw his parents running out of their car.  Once they saw him.  They cried.  His mom broke down and fell to the ground sobbing.  His father stayed by her side. 

Soon they disappeared as the paramedics loaded him into the ambulance and shut the door.  He tried to yell them he wanted his parents with him but he couldn't speak.  It hurt and only a grunt came out.

The paramedic rubbed Simon's hand.  "You can get some sleep.  Just can't back to twenty. You will be okay soon"

Then everything went dark.