"I Really Love Your Eyes."
"I absolutely love Christmas time!" Kayla exclaimed as we drove down the highway in my brand spanking new red mustang.
We were coming home from the mall, after doing some last minute Christmas shopping.
I let out a low chuckle. "Only because you get to go to London." I replied, passing up an 18 wheeler on the icy road.
"I'm going to miss you so much Justin. What am I going to do without my best friend?" Kayla said, pulling a puppy dog face.
I rolled my eyes. "Most likely hit on all the guys in a five mile radius." I suggested.
"Well of course!" Kayla answered, making both of us begin to laugh.
Kayla and I have been best friends since the 1st grade. I remember the day we meet perfectly. I was the new kid in town, and had absolutely no friends. I had moved here late October, right when the leaves began to fall.
I remember my first day of school. I griped my mom's hand as she led me to room 104, Mrs. Freddy's room. When we stepped inside the class room, all eyes landed on me, and I quickly cowered behind my mom.
"This is Justin Jenson, class. He is our new student." Mrs. Freddy announced, a big grin on her face.
A blonde girl, whose hair was in one big braid skipped over to me. She looked me over and said." Hi! I'm Kayla." Then she paused for a second and added "I really love your eyes." Kayla then grabbed my hand, and led me to an empty desk next to hers.
Ever since then we've been inseparable.
Kayla and I started to sing Christmas carols as I drove down the highway. It felt like we were the only humans on earth, no other cars surrounded us. Snow started to fall on the already icy road, as the sun went down over the horizon.
Out of know where a car came up beside me, and cut me off. I slammed on my breaks trying to prevent slamming into the other car.
My car began to spin, and I heard Kayla's faint scream. I felt her grab on to my arm, and I griped the steering wheel. My vision started to blur, and no words could come out of my mouth. The car hurled into something, and I felt myself slowly begin to black out.
I winched my eyes shut, as the light assaulted my eyes. My entire body was throbbing, and my head felt like it was being slammed into a brick wall. I looked down at my left arm, and saw an IV stuck in it. I tried to move, but my body screamed at me otherwise. I slowly tuned to see a nurse.
"Oh good your awake. Do you know why you're here, Justin?" She said with a perky voice, with a slight country accent.
I slowly shook my head no.
"Well you and your friend got in a pretty bad car wreck. But don't worry Hun, your fine. Just some cuts and bruises, a broken leg, and a slight concussion. Nothing to serious."
"What about Kayla?" I croaked. Then nurse turned away, grabbing a clipboard.
"She hasn't woken up yet. She might have some serious brain damage. Thing aren't looking so good for her." With that the nurse left the room. I felt my heart fall to my feet.
Every hour the nurse would come in to check up on me. Each time I asked her the same thing. "Kayla?"
But her response was always the same. Then at 7 o'clock when the nurse came to inform me that the night nurse would now being taking care of me, I asked the same thing. "Kayla?" I knew Kayla was a strong girl, but I was losing faith.
But the nurse said something that changed everything. "She woke up about a half hour ago, dear."
A huge smile grew on my face, until the nurse said "She lost all her memory. She doesn't remember a thing. Not even her own name."
I felt tears well up in my eyes. All I wanted to do was scream till my heart exploded. All I could think of was how this was all my fault. I was at blame. If I would have never asked Kayla to go last minute Christmas shopping with me, this would have never happened.
The nurse handed me some big, round, white pills to take. Soon after I swallowed I felt myself drifting off.
"Let me see Kayla." I demanded when the night nurse came into my room.
She simply made a little "Humph." She continued doing her job, and ignored me. Each hour she came in, I demanded the exact same thing. All the nurse did was make the "Humph." sound, and continue to ignore me.
In the morning, the night nurse came in with another new nurse.
"Let me see Kayla, please!" I begged.
I could feel myself about to break down again. I need to see Kayla. I had to.
"Just let him go Mary. The girl's his best friend." The new nurse said, setting a glass of water on my night stand.
The nurse from last night, who was apparently Mary, sighed and pulled out a wheel chair out from the closet. Both of the nurses help me into the old worn out wheel chair. These ladies were strong for only being five feet tall.
When we arrived at Kayla's room, the nurse wheeled me next to her bed. My stomach instantly turned. Her face was swollen and covered in bruises. Gauze was wrapped around her head, matting her blonde hair to her face. Her arm had a pink cast on it, which is Kayla's favorite color. And her right ankle was also wrapped up in gauze. But even with Kayla being beaten up and broken, you could still see how beautiful she was.
Kayla brown eyes fluttered open, and looked up into my green ones. I instantly braced myself for her to freak out and have doctors rush in, demanding that I leave. But instead she grew a half smile on her face and whispered:
"I don't know who you are…but I really love your eyes."