The way

Chapter 1: Does he see it?

Today is the start of summer, and I'm stuck in the hospital. I've been here for God only knows how long. I got into an accident when driving my baby brother to daycare before the second to last week of school. I remember a truck coming around the corner. Toby (my baby brother) said something to me about the truck. I looked, and the last thing I remember Is looking for my cell phone to call 911. The doctors start whispering to my mother and father.

     Mothers name is Karen. She's thin, short and tan with long, curly dark brown hair. She has bags under her eyes like she hasn't slept in a while. Her thrashing blue eyes make the bags look heavier, full of something more than anyone's thoughts.  I think I've caused her stress...

     Father looks over at me and interupts the doctor. He's quite tall. Taller than mother and what I assume is my doctor. He's also thin, tan and has straight black hair. His hair matches his perfect shade of a silver tinted blue eye color and deep voice.

     "Doc, she's up!", father says starting over to me. He sits next to me and pats my head. Mother starts to tear up but doesn't say a word. I go to speak and the doctor says it's not a good idea. Grumbley and scratchy I ask "why can I not speak?". He explains to me that I was in an bad car accident and have been in and out of consciousness. I suddenly remember Toby. I tell mother I'd like to see him. She has to leave the room as tears stream from her eyes and a new ugly cry I've never seen before, forms. I ask father what I had done..and as I look into my father's eyes, no, his soul, I see it break.

     The man I know to never break has broken, and I think I'm to blame. "Just tell me!", I try to shout. As he tears up just as mother did, his crackly deep broken voice says "a few Mondays ago, you were taking Toby to daycare", he pauses then continues, "there was a large pick-up involved.." his voice wanders off. The doctor picks up, "you see, Toby saw the truck, pointed something out and the driver swerved towards your car. The truck driver walked away with no injuries. You are obviously still injured", and I stop my doctor as I realize Toby Isn't here because.. "He's dead..?!", I ask. I receive a slight nod yes from father and at that moment I knew, my soul was breaking.
    
    Father. I remember his name. Benjamin I believe. I hugged him before I left the house. I buckled Toby into my new car I got for my 18th birthday. I got in and started the car.

     I start to cry as my soul starts to deteriorate. I look to father, and mother comes back into the room. As mine and fathers broken pieces align, I ask myself, does he see it? Does he see the way I feel so bad for what I've done? Does he know my pain? I end my thoughts and look to my parents, or what's left of them.

     It's later now and they're off to lunch. My doctor comes in to check on me. And I ask him "does he see it?" He replies with "who? Who sees what?" I say "Benjamin. My father. Does he see my broken soul the way I  see his?"

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Hey guys!
I'm not quite sure where I want to go with this book yet but I'm definitely going to continue writing!  So if you have any suggestions let me know!
This is my first book by the way and I'm nervous about getting hate or something so try to be positive!!!
Hope you all liked the first chapter!!!