I Choose You!

* Iris Pov* It's been 6 years since my parents' deaths, their faces haunt me still. Every year I dread this day. Hello Mom, hello Dad.... I miss you, I wish you were here. I know it's been a while. I graduated college now and left the city and moved to a small town close by." I'm a nurse mom and dad. Are you proud of me?" Tears filled my eyes as every word that I tried to say hurt me more and more. The knot in my throat choked me as I spoke. I wanted to say more but how can I, It's my fault they are dead. Two weeks had passed since the wreck, I woke up and was hit with the bad news. I just sat there in tears. I didn't know why till the doctor told me that my parents died in the car wreck and I was the only one to survive. Yet my tears flowed down my face still. Hours after I woke up they brought me my parent's items from the wreck. In my father's wallet were a few pictures of us. One was them holding me as a baby then another was as a child playing with two other kids in the sand building a sand castle. The third picture was my last photo of them on my 15th birthday next to me as I blew out my candles. A week later our lives would be changed. I would lose them and my home, where I grew up. I just know that the loss of them triggers my emotions and the feeling tightens my chest, shorts my breath, and breaks my heart every time I think of them. So over the years, I focused on my studies. I felt so much guilt that I had to not let them down anymore. My high school years were well.....I'm just glad that I graduated and started new. During high school, I got a job and saved as much money as possible. My parents' trust fund went to my college loans. I decided to move after I finished college. The city just reminded me of much of the suffering I dealt with and with that, I found a small town about an hour away. This small town has a good hospital and pays well. It's also close to my apartment. "It's my first day today. Wish me luck Mom and Dad. " I said as I walked out the door of my freshly unpacked apartment. I sigh as the crisp morning cold hits my skin. I looked at my watch as I began to walk a few blocks to work. My goal is to work towards getting a vehicle next. I thought about it as I passed by a car running its engine at a red stop light. I was nervous but knew that it was time to do what I loved. After losing my parents the hospital staff were so nice to me. They talked to me, brought me special treats, and even checked on me after I was released from the hospital. It was because of their kindness that I decided to become a nurse who cared for her patience with that much passion. Becoming a nurse was hard work, the hours of late night studying, and helping out at the hospital in the city to get an idea of what to look forward to. Four years of college flew by fast. As I arrived at the hospital I was greeted by the head nurse who started the walk-through of all my assignments what I'd be doing and who I'd be treating as I came in. I knew that once you join a hospital you will take on more jobs than the rest of the nurses and work many hours. Of course, as the newbie nurse, they give you lots of the workload. I spent two weeks working non-stop. I didn't let myself be tired affect how I treated my patients. I would take on as many tasks as given. It didn't matter to me it kept my mind busy and made me feel whole even just for a moment. As the night ended the head nurse Gloria released me. I was given two days off. I changed out of my scrubs and into my clothes. I could hear the passing nurse snicker at me saying " I wonder what her story is" one nurse said to the other. "I heard she was fired from the hospital in the city and forced to go here," the other said. "I was told to mind your business," said Gloria as she stood behind them glaring at them. Both nurses were in shock as they slithered away and headed back to work. Gloria watched me as I left. I didn't care what others said. I just know that I need to do the best I can as a nurse and that's all that matters. I pushed the words of what the other nurses said and thought about what I should make for dinner. I was two blocks away when I heard a loud crash. The sound was so loud that I didn't realize I was crouched on the ground. my chest tightened and I could as if my throat became a straw and each breath was getting hard and hard to catch. I could feel the fear creeping up and for a moment I had a flash of memory. I could see their faces looking at me, fear as a flash of light, and then everything went silent. I heard a soft voice asking for help among the sound of ringing in my ear. Two cars had collided. you couldn't tell who's fault it was but you could tell it was serious. I focused on the sounds for help as I raced toward it. It was as if my instant as a nurse kicked in. I went to the one crying out for help and assured him he was ok. seatbelt burn to the neck a knot the the head from the airbags deploying. I called 911 as I didn't move him from the car. I placed my jacket behind his neck for support. The ongoing lookers just stood looking on not helping one bit. Next thing I hear I someone saying the car 10 feet awak was on fire and someone was still inside. i turned around and in a flash i was upon the burning car. The mans face was covrred in blood, he was no responsive but he was breathing. The fire grew and i had to make a choicr. I open the door but with no luck from the crash it was stuck. I had no choice but to smash the window. time was running out and I need to save this mans life. He was covered in blood and glass