My body ached terribly, my eyes fluttered open. I looked around the room. No one was in here, I was half expecting Junhong to be by my side. Him not being by my side when I woke up almost gave me a sick feeling. I looked at the clock to find it to be early morning. The door handle turned and in came my father. I looked at him and he stopped in his tracks almost shocked. He came to my bedside almost crying and hugged me. 
“I thought you wouldn't ever wake up.” he said sobbing. 
“How long has it been?” I asked. 
“A couple days.” he said sitting down next to me. 
“What happened?” 
“You got into a car accident.” 
I tried to remember but my memory was hazey. What happened? I sat up and touched my head, I felt a bandage and my head was pounding. 
“You hit your head.” 
“I remember.” I said as I remembered hearing glass shattering and everything going pretty much blank after that. 
“The people who hit you pulled you two out of the car.” 
“We flipped?” I said a little shocked.
“Yeah, the car is wrecked.” he chuckled a bit. "But that's the least of my worries." 
“Zelo....Where's Zelo?” I asked. 
“He's just down the hall.” he replied. 
“Have you seen him yet?” I asked almost in a panic.
“Yeah, he hasn't woken up yet.” 
My dad's words made my heart sink into my stomach, there wasn't anything else in the world that I wanted more than to be in his place. I needed to see him more than I wanted to see him. 
“What happened to him?” I asked quickly. 
“He got hit hard. The left side of his ribcage is broken, nearly punctured his lungs. He lost some blood as well.” 
“I have to see him.” I said. 
“Violet wait.” my dad said 
“No, I have to see him.” 
“Violet you shouldn't be walking.” he said. 
“Why?”
“Because your hip got knocked out of place.” he said. 
“What?” I said shocked. 
“You have to attend physical therapy.” 
“For how long?” I looked at him. 
“Until they feel you are fully healed.” 
It was a little hard to take in everything but I down at myself to see a pillow under my leg. Knowing Junhong is hurt made my heart hurt. Honestly I didn't know what hurt more, my physical pain or the emotional pain I was going through right now from what I just had learned. I fely my face getting hot and my eyes welling up with tears but I couldn't cry, not not...I have to be strong. 

The next few days were rough being awake, my whole body was in massive pain. I wanted to see Junhong but my dad refused to let me see him. I started physical therapy and I couldn't barely stand up right without hurting myself. About a week after I woke up I was released from the hospital, I was given medication and a wheel chair that I would be using for the time being. Instead of leaving I chose to stay and visit Junhong. My dad left me in the room alone with him. I sat next to his bed, I reached out and held his hand. His face was bruised up, his hair swept to the side. His lip was healing up. But I couldn't bare look at what else had happened to him and eventually I had to leave. 
I found it to be easier to stay on the main floor of my house so my dad helped me set up in a guest bedroom on the main floor. This house has so many rooms and nothing in them it's kind of lonely. There's my dad's room, my room....Junhong's....Then two guest rooms on the main floor, one being my fathers study. The living room, a dining room that is rarely used, another bedroom that is used for storage, and of course a kitchen. The house felt empty without Junhong here with m