you laugh as your dad pokes you in your stomach, it was your little game, see who could irk each other first. Though today you weren't annoyed, in fact you were laughing. Not even you annoying little sibling made you mad. Not even you mother's nagging made you pull that smile away from your face. Everything was perfect. It was a perfect moment. It was the one memory you kept for ever. Like that family photo you always hated because your brother or sister was doing something stupid in it, but then you realized how stupid it was, and you laughed.



Yeah, I laughed past tense. Looking at your former family photo you couldn't help but want to cry. Why? Why did it come to this? Why couldn't you do anything? It was only a week ago your mom would have yelled at you for whatever reason. But she wasn't here to yell at you anymore. Your sibling wasn't here to annoy you anymore. They were gone. You were the only one who survived the car crash. And here you were. Disabled-Blind in your right eye, and your legs were useless now. And at the age of 17, and disabled, nobody really wanted to adopt you. And you couldn't care for yourself. You were stuck in a hospital for life. No one ever visited you. Everyone else was too busy with their life to care. You tossed the photo. Not being able to look at it any longer.

"Miss ______, would you like to go for a stroll?" Asked a nurse as she helped you into a wheelchair. She treated you like a child and you hated it. All of the nurses and doctors did. It was your eye and legs that were damaged, not your brain, and they couldn't seem to get that into their minds. "Miss _____, are you ok?" The nurse asked worriedly after you hadn't responded to her question. "Yeah sure whatever." You mumbled. The nurse smiled and started to move the chair out towards the courtyard. It was beautiful.  The flowers were in full bloom, a few birds flew by, chirping their love songs. And not to mention the spring breeze smelled of sweet flowers. And for once you felt happy, to be able to see and feel such joy.

But it didn't last long. As the nurse called to one of her co-workers, and soon left you in that one spot. But you assured yourself that you didn't care. I mean it was beautiful right here. You reached a hand up to brush your {h/c) bangs out of view from your one good eye so you could see the spring's beauty better. It reminded you of the good times you had with your mother father and brother.

It was a few hours before you realized you had been forgotten. The sun was beginning to set and it was starting to get a bit cold. You went to get up, forgetting about your legs, and soon found yourself heading face first into the concrete. When you finally rolled yourself onto your back, you felt yourself beginning to cry. don't cry you old yourself

"Shhhhh _____ it'll be ok, don't cry, don't cry." Your mother murmured in your ears. You had fallen off the swings on the playground that day, and scraped your knee. And man did it hurt! "Psh, (insert nickname here), it's just a small scrape." Your father teased, going to touch it. "No, Daddy! Stop go away!" You squealed. "Oh-well then I guess you don't want THIS!" Your father said pulling out a (insert favorite flavor here) lollipop. "Noooo! No I want it!" You cried. "No no no, I heard that you wanted me to go away, I guess I'll have to eat it myself." Your father teased, opening the wrapper. "NO! Daddy!" That earned a chuckle from your father, and a (flavor) lollipop

But you didn't get a lollipop this time. All you got was loneliness. You silently cried. You had everything. And then it was all destroyed because some stupid drunk teenager! You continued to cry until you heard footsteps. You went silent. You didn't want anyone finding you like this. You quickly rubbed your eyes rid of the tears. And before you knew it you heard a voice. "That's a funny place to lay down." it was a male's voice, and you looked up at him. He was bright, and full of warmth. He reminded you of your father. You then watched as he laid next to you. You looked him over. He was tall-Well built, a blonde haired blue eyed man. "You don't have to lay here next to me." You said, knowing he must have other things to do. "Why would anyone was to leave a pretty girl just laying on the ground, lieben." You replied, that's when you recognized the German accent. "So tell me, why are you laying out here?" He asked. "Because I fell out of my wheel chair. I need help getting back up." you replied. You realized he hadn't even noticed the wheelchair, and he seemed to be embarrassed. "Oh I'm sorry-Here let me help you up" He offered. You felt his strong arms lift you up, bridal style. And for a moment. Just for a moment. You could have stayed in his arms forever. In fact you wanted him to carry you to your hospital bed. Not some stupid chair.

Once inside, you could hear a nurse cry in shock. "Oh my gosh _____ Where were you?!" The same nurse who left you outside asked, as if she didn't know. As if you were a child. As if you couldn't tell the truth. As if you didn't have a voice. "You left me out here!" You yelled. You never yelled. Well not ever since the accident, in fact most of the staff assumed you were a mute. So the shocked expression on the nurse's face was priceless.

Your face never lost it's seriousness though. "You left me out there in the dark! Just like my friends did! Because none of you care! Not a single one of you care enough to truly talk to me." The emotion you felt. The relief you felt. It all felt too perfect. You were waiting for it to be a dream. You were waiting to wake up in the hospital bed. But morning never came. In fact, you felt more alive than you ever had.

And it was all because of him...You looked up at the blonde, who seemed not to care about the current turn of emotion.

Once in your hospital, you refused to let the nurse help you anymore, but rather you let the blonde help you. "I never caught your name." The blonde murmured, lifting you onto the bed. "You never asked." You replied, once on he bed you looked up with a smile. "______, ______ _______." You replied. And he smiled. "I'm Ludwig, Ludwig Beilschmidt." He replied with a soft smile.