The Last Time I Loved 🥹🥀📖

LARRY:

I didn't see her.

That was the first thing that kept repeating in my head.

I didn't see her.

One moment, I was driving down the road, my mind somewhere else entirely.

The next......

BAM!

The sound of the impact echoed through the car.

My hands tightened around the steering wheel as I slammed on the brakes.

For a moment, I couldn't move.

I just sat there, staring through the windshield.

My heart was pounding.

Then I saw her.

A lady.

Lying on the road.

“Oh my God.”

I quickly opened the car door and rushed towards her.

“Hey… hey!”

She didn't move.

My heart dropped.

I knelt beside her, my hands trembling as I stared at her face.

There was blood.

“Please, please wake up.”

Nothing.

I felt my chest tighten.

I had hit her.

I had actually hit someone.

“Hey!” I called out desperately. “Can you hear me?”

She remained unconscious.

Panic took over me.

I quickly carried her into my car and placed her in the back seat. I didn't even think twice before rushing into the driver's seat.

I drove as fast as I could.

Every few seconds, I looked into the rearview mirror.

She wasn't moving.

“Please don't die,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Please.”

I had no idea who she was.

I didn't know her name.

I didn't know where she was going.

I didn't even know if she had a family waiting for her somewhere.

But I couldn't let her die.

Not because of me.

The moment I got to the hospital, I jumped out of the car and rushed towards the emergency entrance.

“Help!” I shouted. “Please, someone help me!”

Nurses immediately rushed towards the car.

They took her from me and placed her on a stretcher.

I stood there helplessly as they wheeled her away.

“Wait!”

One of the nurses stopped.

“Are you a relative?”

I opened my mouth.

Nothing came out.

“No,” I finally said. “I… I hit her with my car.”

The nurse stared at me for a moment before turning back to the stretcher.

“Wait here.”

And then they disappeared through the emergency doors.

I stood there.

Alone.

The hospital suddenly felt too quiet.

I looked down at my hands.

They were still shaking.

I couldn't stop replaying the accident in my head.

The sound of the impact.

Her body falling.

The blood on her face.

I ran my hands through my hair and began pacing around the waiting area.

Minutes passed.

Then more minutes.

I had no idea how long I had been standing there when the theatre lights suddenly went off.

My heart stopped.

I froze.

“No…”

I stared at the closed doors.

Why had the lights gone off?

What was happening?

I felt my breathing become heavier.

I couldn't lose her.

I didn't even know her.

But somehow, the thought of her dying made my chest ache.

I began pacing again.

“Please be okay,” I whispered.

I didn't know how many times I said it.

I just kept praying.

Finally, the doors opened.

A doctor walked out.

I immediately rushed towards him.

“Doctor!”

He looked at me.

“Are you the person who brought the patient in?”

“Yes.”

My voice came out faster than I intended.

“How is she?”

The doctor stared at me for a moment.

“She’s alive.”

I finally exhaled.

I hadn't realized I had been holding my breath.

“She’s alive,” I repeated quietly.

A small sense of relief washed over me.

Thank God.

But the doctor didn't look relieved.

My smile slowly disappeared.

“What is it?”

He sighed.

“She suffered a severe head injury from the accident.”

My stomach twisted.

“Is she going to be okay?”

“She’s stable for now.”

“For now?”

The doctor hesitated.

I stared at him.

“Doctor, please. Just tell me.”

He looked away for a moment before turning back to me.

“When she wakes up, there is a possibility she may experience some memory loss.”

I stared at him.

“What?”

“She may not remember certain things.”

My heart began beating faster.

“What do you mean?”

The doctor took a breath.

“She may not remember her family.”

My blood ran cold.

“Her friends.”

I couldn't say anything.

“Her life before the accident…”

I stared at him.

The doctor lowered his voice.

“She may not remember anything at all.”

I felt the world around me go completely silent.

I looked towards the emergency room doors.

The girl I had hit was alive.

But when she woke up…

She might not know who she was.

And she might not know who anyone else was either.