So back to the story. I made a mad dash to her room and prepared myself for whatever was on the other side of the door. When I opened it she was laying there with her arm bandaged. Patty and her friend were keeping her company. I stood at her bedside and tried to not look worried but I know I did. I tried to not act like she was near death because she wasnt, but when something like this scares you there's few paths that you can take. So she told me what happened: she went for a drive before she went to meet Lily. She was at the stopsign at Brown and RioGrande and it was her turn to go when some old man ran his stopsign and slammed into her. She said he must have hit her like 3 times because her care was fucked up. He hit her the front and rear passenger sides and head on. Luckily no one had severe injuries. I wanted to find that man and kill him though.
We finished up at the hospital and I took her home. She started to feel loopy and tired from the percocet and we fell asleep on the couch. Her mom was going to come take care of her in the morning so I stayed the night just in case she needed me for anything. So her mom came in the morning and took her to her sisters house. She told me she'd call me later, but I figured that she'd be out of it for most of the day. Still I wanted her to call, just to know that she was ok. Anyways I went home and slept some more. I went to the gym to workout and get my mind off of it. Jazzy called while I was there to tell me that she was finally here. That got me excited. She came over shortly after I took a nap and a shower. We hung out the rest of the day at my house then went to Cousin Jenny's. We sat and talked and caught up on old times. Wendy and her friend showed up later on. I had to come home cuz I had to work the next day. I really couldnt concentrate on work very much because I couldnt stop thinking of April. She never called on sunday and I just needed to know she was ok.
She finally texted me later on that night and asked me to come over and keep her company. I had to break plans with Jazzy to go over. I felt bad about it but I had to do it. She understood and told me that if I didnt go she'd get mad.
I went over we watched TV and then went to sleep. I had to work the next morning and she was on pain killers so it was an early night. Nothing too interesting happens after this except that I spend the next week or so going over to take care of her or Santiago and just keep her sane.
Her birthday was about 2 weeks after the accident and so she really didnt get to do much. She told me she had found out that Modest Mouse was playing in Mesa that weekend and I told her that if she had told me how much she had loved them before I would have taken her for her birthday. I told her I'd try to arrange something. In the mean time I prepared for her birthday. I was going to attempt to lure her to Dedo for a little party. She dosent really like celebrating her birthday but I thought it was neccessary considering all that had happened. So the day before which was thursday I went crazy getting stuff ready. I bought her a bunch of Lillies, a birthday cake and decorations to put up at dedo. I wrapped her present. I bought her the iPod Shuffle she wanted. I finally convinced her to come out for a bit. She really wasnt in a party mood so I hid the cake in the car and we were at dedo for about an hour before she had me take her back home. She gave me her house keys and said I could come back when I was done at dedo.
When I got back to her apt she was passed out on the floor. I took that opportunity to put up the 'Happy Birthday' banner up and put the cake away and put her gift out. I went to sleep on the couch so that I'd be there in the morning when she woke up. She woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bed and so she woke me up to go with her. I started to get up when she started walking to the room. She ran into the banner. I guess I hung it too low. It was funny cuz she yelled out all horrified.
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