“Alexia, glad to see you’re awake. How are you feeling? I’m doctor Goodman, but most people call me Doc.” She smiles showing perfect white teeth, and takes a small torch out of her shirt pocket and checks in my eyes with it.
“I’m feeling fine thanks and most people call me Alex. Where am I exactly?”
“Alex it is then. You are at Logan’s house, we have informed your Aunt of what happened and she has been in to check on you and I believe she is currently downstairs. She’ll be relieved to hear you’re awake. Dom could you let her know please?” he nods his head and once again leaves the room.
She does a few more checks on me and within a few minutes of Dom leaving he returns with my aunt in tow. She flies over to my bed and crushes me in a hug, making me wince and realise I am more bruised than I thought. I don’t miss Logan take a step toward me or miss the doc sending him a warning look, one that a mother would send a child that’s about to do something it shouldn’t and he takes a step back.
“What happened sweetie? I was so worried? Why after not driving for so long did you drive today? What made you crash?” I see the concern in her face, and also the worry that maybe I didn’t crash the car on accident.
“There was a deer in the road. I got distracted and when I looked up it was there. I just turned the wheel on instinct. Stupid I know.”
“Never ever veer for deer.” Dom says and we all turn to look at him. He just shrugs his shoulders with a grin on his face.
“What? You were never taught that? You have to honk your horn, otherwise your lights just blind them.” He says like its knowledge that a baby should know.
“Well I’ll remember that for next time. Thanks.” I say with smile.
“Anytime. Well I’m sure I’ve got food to be eaten somewhere, so Alex it was nice meeting you, anything I can do just let me know.” With a two-finger salute he leaves the room.
“Ok Alex, well I’ve left you some pain killers should you need them to take away any aches, I would expect you have be sore for a few days, if you get any headaches you are to let me know straight away. Okay?” She asks me with a friendly smile.
“Will do.” I reply with a smile of me own.
“Logan, can I have a quick word please?” she asks, although I get the impression she isn’t really asking him. More telling him. He nods and follows her out the room.
“So Logan’s parents have said you can stay here for a few days, if that’s ok with you? They have the doc living pretty close and there’s always someone here, where as at home, I’m really sorry but I still really need to be at the studio. Is that ok? I’m sorry, I could just ask if I can let them have the piece later...” I cut her off from finishing what she was saying. I don’t mind too much being here. I can remember getting that text message before I hit the deer and I don’t want to be alone at home.
“It's fine, don’t worry. I’m ok being here. I know Logan and Dom seems nice too.” I reassure her.
“I’ve known Shelly, Logan’s mum, since I’ve moved here, they are good people. I wouldn’t leave you with just anyone. You know that right? I was so worried about you when they called. I’m just glad they found you. I’m not even sure how they did. You could’ve been out there all night otherwise.”
That’s a good point actually. How did they know where I was? We talk for a little while longer then we say our goodbyes, with the promise that we will talk tomorrow.
As soon as she leaves I realise that I need to get up and use the bathroom. I swing my legs out the bed and look down at what I’m wearing. A giant oversized football jersey. I’m assuming the doctor or Aunt Sara changed me. I walk with shaky legs and head to the bathroom to relieve myself and freshen up.
Looking in the mirror my hair is a mess, and my face looks tired. I can’t believe Logan saw me like this. I must be crazy, I have some stitches over my one eye. I've just been in a car crash and I’m worried about how I look in front of a guy. It’s a nice bathroom, just a bit odd for a guest room bathroom as it’s filled with only men’s things.
I head back out into the bedroom and look around, as I do I notice things I didn’t before. There’s a desk filled with school textbooks, on the back of the chair is a school bag, I’m pretty sure its Logan’s. I carry on walking to the dresser where there are some photos. There’s one of Logan with a guy that I now know is named Dom. There is another one with Logan again with two older but beautiful people. I’m guessing they are Logan’s parent’s, the male in the photo could just be an older version of Logan. Then there’s another photo. One with Logan and the girl.
Realisation hits me and I realise that I must be in Logan’s bedroom. Logan’s bed, but everyone told me his house was huge. Surely
