Prolouge
	Teresa: A sharp ringing cut through my dream. I groaned, silently pleading it to stop. I realized it was my phone. As I reached for the ringing monster I glanced at my clock, 2:24 am. As I picked up the phone I though to myself, This better not be somebody asking if I have insurance "Hello?" I said roughly. "Yeah I'm looking for uh...the daughter of Debra Young?" Still laying down I grumbled, "Look if this is about some crazy family reunion could it wait-" He cut me off in an urgent voice, "Then this is her daughter? Teresa is it?" "Yeah, Teresa, who are you?" I asked, waking up enough to wonder who the hell is calling me at 2 am. "Teresa, my name is Dr. Schmitt. I'm a doctor at the St. Johns hosiptal" At the word hopsital I sat straight up. "What's wrong with my mum? How is she? Is she going to be okay? Is she in critical condition? What's going on?!?" I asked in a panic. "You'll need to come to the ER, right away" I dropped the phone in the cradle and was in my car 5 minutes later, speeding to the hopsital.    I rushed into the hospital and demanded to know where the ER was and to speak to Dr. Schmitt.The receptionist pointed to the ER and said something about how no one was allowed in it but I was already gone. I was just about to run through a door when I was stopped but a very tall and annoyingly strong man.  I tried to pull from his grasp and I as fought him I noticed that his name tag said Dr. Schmitt. "Look Doc I'm going in there. You don't scare me, I want to see my mother!" He held his grasp, "Ms. Young, I presume?" His calmly mannor just pissed me off more "Get the hell off me I'm going in!" with that I pulled away and headed towards the doors once again. "She's not in there" he called. I whipped around and stormed towards him. I grabbed his shirt "You're going to tell me exactly where me mother is, now" he pointed to a door, "Critical condition. Family only. If anyone bothrs you let them know you're her daughter" I dropped his white jacket out of my hands and rushed to the room that held my mother. When I saw her I almost burst into tears. Right in the middle of the mess of tubes and machines my mother lay, brusied,cut, and seemingly in pain. "Mum" I whispered and I ran to her side. She smiled meekly and choked out, "my little sunshine" A small chuckle escaped my lips. She has called me that every now and then since I was a baby because she always sang "You are my Sunshine" to me. "You..should know.. something" she said, looking like speaking pained her. "Mum, not now. Rest." "No..now. it's important" she said with as much force as she could muster. A felt a tear run down my cheek. "Your father..." My father? That was weird. My parents had divorced when I was ten and they hated eachother. Plus, my dad had died a few years back of lung cancer. "He..before we were married...there was..." She was making no sense. Sure my dad was married to another lady before my mom, but why would she bring it up now? "you're not alone.." I saw her eyes drop and freaked. I called for a nurse. Before I knew it doctors were everywhere. One roughly shoved me back "You'll need to back up ma'am" I stumbled backward and ran into another doctor, I demanded to know how my mom had gotten here in the first place. He explained she'd been hit by a drunk driver (that explained all the cuts she had) and that she had bled quite a bit. Turns out the drunk dirver kept driving after he rammed my mom into a tree. Another person had seen her car and called 911. I was so angry at the person who hit her that I couldn't think straight. It was the long continuing beep that brought me back to reality. "What's going on?!?" I screamed, pushing nurses away. Surprsingly they just backed away. I stared at my mom, lying there, eyes closed, the beep continuing.I felt the hand of the doctor on my shoulder. "I'm Sorry miss. She's gone" Chapter One...