Demi's POV
Everything before me was painfully white. I couldn't move my head due to the fact that my neck was in an unbearable amount of pain, so all I was able to see was literally only white. I seemed to be in a bed, and the bed was rock hard. Beeps and other strange mechanical noises filling my ears, meanwhile the air smelled of bleach and vomit.
"Demetria, I see you're awake," a deep male voice startled. My bed was moved upwards to show me that I was in a hospital with a doctor standing before me. "Now, you got whiplash in the accident so you're going to have to keep it in a brace, however other than that there was no other damage we could see," he stated. "Okay," I whispered after an attempt to nod my head that failed miserably.
"If you have any questions, please feel free to ask,"
