You're One to Remember by Chanda Dobra (best books for 20 year olds TXT) 📖

was obviously wrong. Struggling to ignore the pain she lifted the side of her shirt up, she nearly passed out when she saw three of her ribs looked as if they were shoved inwards. Wailing again, she leaned back in her chair, her eyes streaming out tears of pain. By the time Ash was carrying her into the E.R Myra was hardly conscious. Sweat dripped off her forehead and rolled like bullets down her race. She screamed when they put her on the rolling bed and she struggled to keep her hand locked with Ashes. Even when the nurses started pushing him back she did nothing but hold tighter, “Don’t go…” was all Myra managed to cry as they injected her with sleeping liquids.
When Myra woke up she couldn’t speak. Her entire left side felt more sore then she had ever felt before. Lifting only her head, the pain burning through her muscles and spine as she did so, Myra looked around the room. With a gasp she leaped off her bed and looked Ash straight in the eyes, his were filled with worry for her, “You’re awake?!?” Suddenly she got light headed and pain vibrated all over her body, her knees buckled and she began o fall. Faster then she could think she felt ashes arms wrap protectively around her, pulling her back up and onto her bed. Feeling her cheeks turn hot with embarrassment, Myra flicked her hair over her face, mainly only covering her eyes. Ash kneeled down beside her bed and smiling back at her, trying to peer through her hair, “Can I ask you something?” Myra heart skipped a beat when Ash placed his hand on hers, entwining his fingers between hers, “O-Okay.” “I know we haven’t talk much in the past… and we hardly know each other, but… if you’re willing to give it a try-“ Ash stopped midsentence as he chuckled with embarrassment of actually asking this, “Will you be my girlfriend?” Disappointment surprised her as she felt it pierce her heart, did I really just expect him to purpose to me?!? Myra shook her head, No way… me? Married? To a guy I hardly know? Wait.. he did ask me to be his girlfriend though… The questioning look in Ashes dark brown eyes made her flash back into reality, “Oh! Sorry I uh… spaced out.” Ash smiled and lightly laughed while Myra felt her heard pounding against her chest. The machine measuring her heart rate began to go off and Myra’s cheeks burned intensely with embarrassment, she laughed a little harder then she meant to, “Well I guess that means yes!” Myra pressed her hand over her mouth to stop her own obnoxious laughing. Ash laughed as hard as she did, but he didn’t stop himself, he just fell over backwards as he sprawled out laughing. Myra laughed even harder now, she propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at Ash while she laughed. Tears streamed down both their faces, “Did you just-“Ash couldn’t even finish his sentence he was laughing so hard. Myra felt as if her entire head was red as she laughed, “I think this machine is broken or something!” This just made Ash laugh even harder. As their laughing fit ended, they both sat up straight and began to regain their breath, “Wow… this should be interesting.” Ash spoke to Myra, his eyes gleaming with humor and even- no, Myra thought, is that… love? Suddenly the same feeling rushed through her, the emotion made her heart literally flutter, and the machine let out uneven beeps. Ash smiled and stood, Myra finally got a good look at him. He wasn’t tall, yet he was the perfect, average height of a male. His pale skin glowed slightly under the bright hospital lights, and his black hair made him look like a ghost. “I just realized, we are, well… together and I hardly know you-“Myra stopped when she heard the door to her room slide open, “Myra, is it?” “Myra looked away from Ash and at her doctor, “Yes, I’m Myra, I was wondering-“ The doctor cut her off and he looked down at his clipboard, he didn’t look at her at all as he spoke, “It seemed like you will be here for about a week or two. Your lungs need to heal as well as your ribs. You suffered a lot of damage but it seems as though you are going to be fine.” “A week!” Myra let out a shock filled screech, “Or two.” The doctor spoke with a smug on his face; he was obviously having a bad day and taking it out on her, “I can’t take that! I Live in London, I have a family to get back to and I need to get back to them now!” Myra was left wheezing and gasping for air. Ash spoke firmly, “We also need to contact the police.” Surprise and confusion filled the doctor’s eyes and he snorted, “Now is not the time for games-““Then give us a god damn phone!” Myra yelled on the top of her lungs, if he didn’t want games he should stop playing them! The doctor turned and walked out of the room, acting as if the two didn’t exist. “What the hell was that!” Myra was barely able to speak now. Frustration clouding her mind and judgment, she couldn’t think straight. Ash frowned and pressed a hand lightly on her shoulder, guiding her to lie back down again. Rage replaced frustration and Myra resisted Ashes help, “I want to go home! I can’t be here! Stop acting like your helping me and actually help me! Drive me home!” Her anger fumed, but abruptly turned to grief, “I want to go home…” By now she was lying down, curling in a ball and clutching to the thin white sheets that didn’t warm her at all. Sobbing heavily, Myra felt as if her entire world was collapsing around her. I want to go home… mother probably thinks I’m dead… why do I have to be here… I wish I died in the crash… All her thoughts raced through her mind at once, causing her head to throb. Pain lightly pressed against her temples, but it was enough to make her cringe. Tears leaked down onto the over-fluffy pillow that seemed to suffocate her, “I just… want to… go home.” Myra spoke between sobs. Slowly without realizing it, Myra cried herself to sleep.

Long white and red streamers were thrown through the air, soaring over Myra’s head. Confetti got stuck in her dark brown hair, the one’s that managed to escape her hair crunched delicately under her feet. Smiling, Myra looked up and into dark brown eyes. A tear of happiness rolled down her cheek as Ash grasped her hand, his gentle touch making her shiver with anticipation. Her long flowing dress danced at her feet as he twirled her around, fear gripped her heart as she didn’t stop spinning. The world around her seemed to turn to darkness, the streamers and confetti burned then went black. The people she had just noticed sitting on benches in long rows, all frantically screamed and trashed as they lit into flames. Myra crashed down and onto her back, falling and falling until she opened her eyes. Gasping with fear, she sat straight up looking desperately around the room. As soon as she did her surrounding became clear once more, and Myra’s tense shoulders slowly relaxed. Sighing, Myra turned to the edge of her hospital bed and stood on her bare feet, the cold of the floor slowly seeped into her feet and it spread up her legs. Quickly she sat down, lifting her feet from the freezing floor. Frowning with sadness and frustration, Myra looked around and found two pairs of thin plastic shoes. Slipping them on, she climbed out of bed and made her way down the hallway, “Hello there Myra! Glad to see you awake, let me show you to the café.” The sound of the nurse’s voice made her jump; her voice was high and squeaky, great… just what I need for my newly found headache. “Come on, let me help you.” Came the annoying voice again, the nurse carefully guided her down the long hallway and into the café, “Here it is, feel free to take anything you like. It’s your lung that got injured not your stomach.” Thanks for the update…Myra thought as the nurse walked off back towards her station. “Hey there, what’s your name?” Myra turned seeing Ash, his voice was full of humor as he bowed in front of her and kissed her hand, “M’lady come, let us feast of chicken wings and fries.” The rest of that day was not as boring as Myra had thought she spent countless hours with Ash, they did whatever they wanted and no one could stop them. Sooner then she wanted the day was over, and Ash tucked her into bed like a child, “I don’t want to go to sleep…” Myra whined to Ash and he smiled, “We can have plenty of fun tomorrow, I promise.” A twinkle lit her eyes as she smirked, “Will you cuddle with me?” Ash smiled brightly and replied, “Glad to, its better then sleeping on a chair.” They both lightly laughed as Ash settled himself under the sheets, “Goodnight Myra.” Smiling like an idiot once again, she cuddled closely beside Ash and whispered, “Goodnight, Ash.”
The two weeks flew by, only a few days were dull when she had to do testing. The doctor had told her she was bi polar, which made her mad, of course. Yet today was Myra’s last day in the hospital and this was when the final news about her lungs she would hear. Myra sat on her bed, crisscrossed, waiting as she looked at the door. Hope burned in her eyes as the door slid open and a female doctor slipped into the room, “Good morning Myra, Ash. I have come with the latest tests for your lungs and ribs.” Anticipation made the hairs on Myra’s neck rise, “Are they good?” “Well… you are allowed to leave today if you wish, but not for the purpose you may think.” Sadness gleamed in the doctor’s eyes as she sat down beside Myra, she felt the doctor’s hand on her own as she slowly spoke, “I must speak to you in private.” The doctor stood and led her out of the room, signaling for Ash to stay put. Closing the door behind her, Myra faced the doctor, “So, what’s going on?” Doom washed all throughout Myra’s nerves, grief for her own life and for the ones she is leaving. Myra could feel her head slam against her chest, panic replaced grief and her eyes blazed with fear, “Y-Your saying I am going to…” “There is always hope Myra-“ Suddenly fear glowed in the doctors blue eyes as she yelled, “We need more doctors in here, She’s having a severe panic attack!” Hearing this Myra’s entire feeling went numb, her eyes turned bloodshot with shock, and her hand began to shake lightly. Gasping for air now, Myra hardly felt the doctors as they guided her back into her room, Ash jumped to his feet as they all entered the room, his confusion and fear burning in his eyes, “Myra? What’s happening to her? Someone tell me what is going on!” Myra couldn’t speak, pure horror took over, all she could think about was her family. She collapsed on her bed while the doctors began to collect medicine. Mother, John, Jessie and Rose, Ash… I have failed them all. Myra stared into Ash’s worry filled eyes, and couldn’t help but feel guilty. She was putting him through pain, he doesn’t deserve it… I don’t deserve him. Myra cried out as a doctor injected a needle deep into her neck. It didn’t