How was this happening? This can't be real. I read about this in a magazine, were people who have just expirienced trauma hallucinate, It's like a mild form of PTSD. The people on the ambulence had put me in the back, where they were all crowding around me and yelling things like " Get me a thirteen gage needle!" or " I need some blood over here!" I could see myself, like I was looking in to a mirror. But, I was concious and the other me wasn't. I was really hurt, my leg was shredded down to the bone, my head was bleeding, and I had a very broken arm. The really weird thing was, I didn't feel any pain. I looked over at the other me, and my clothes were ripped up and covered in blood. I looked down at me, and my clothes were perfectly normal. The same navy blue and black " Weezer" sweatshirt and jeans I had been wearing all day. They were closing the doors,so I hopped in. Oh. My. God. Beckett. What was he going to do? What was I going to do? Beckett was the only person I could rely on anymore. I had no family. Would he be at the hospital? Does he even know what just happened to me? probably not, he would be in the middle of band practice. We were at the hospital after a quick ride. They rolled me in on a stretcher. I was immedeatly taken to the surgical ward. I was also extremely surprised to see my Aunt Bee and Uncle Ted in the waiting room. Would they become my parents now? I mean, I was a minor for another year. Wait, I forgot. They would only be my parents if I ever woke up again. Then, I saw the door open. The one person I wanted to see in the whole world stood there. Beckett. He was running to my curtained room. When he saw me, all connected to machines and monitors, he immediately took a step back and tears were running down his cheeks. He whispered " Oh my god, Evie." I just stared at him in my concious self. Even though he didn't feel it, I hugged him. " Beckett, I love you so much. You don't how much you mean to me,and you probably never will. I need you in my life, especially now." He sat down in the plastic chair by my bed. H then began talking to me." Evie, I try to imagine my life without you, but I can't. You mean too much to me. You will probably never know how much of an impact you have made on my life." I had tears in my eyes." Beckett, Of what you just said to me, I love you a thousand times more." He took something out of his "Royal blood" sweatshirt. " Here, I brought this for you. I know that you probably can't here this, but I thought that you would probably like this." The object that he took out of his pocket was his i-pod. He put one headphone in his ear and one in my ear. He turned on " Heart-shaped box" by Nirvana on. I sobbed. This was our song. He then buried his head in his hands and by the up and down motion of his back, I could tell he was sobbing. It was official, I loved this guy more than myself. He was my one true love.