All Chapters of What is love?: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

“ That's it? ”
“ What should have been more? ”
“ What about Levin? ”I take off my
 sunglasses my head on my nose and try to soak up the sun to the fullest.
"We're friends." Her laugh is like a dagger in my chest. I flinch and despite the sun I feel cold.
“It was his idea.”
“Well, what else can he do, Elli? Would you choose him? ”
“ Hey girls! ”I hear a scream and when I look up I see Juna and Martha stumbling towards the pool.
“We have Lunipops with us.” 
“For this we went to Luventus again.” Juna rolls her eyes in annoyance. "What would a pool day be without Lunipops?"
"If the guys from the university had this sight."
"Maybe they have" I say almost inaudibly.
"What? Who did you invite? ”Martha seems insecure and nervous.
“Arne comes over later and he brings a former college friend

My breath goes faster. And faster. I feel a stabbing pain and open my eyes with all my might. Her pretty face is turned to me. Blood trickles from a wound on her head without end. I try to touch her:“No. No “I hear myself say. I brush her lips with my fingers and see that my hand is also covered in blood. I can't look down Her dress is torn and her hair is straggly:"No" I scream as I grab her neck and don't feel a pulse. I want to get help and move, but I'm pulsing like crazy. I hear sirens and before I know it something lights up in my eye and I see how they carefully try to get them out of the car.“No.” One tries to help me:“Help her. Please. "" Sir, she is in the best of hands. Let us help you. ”I don't want to take my eyes off her and when she lifts her out of the car I only see her lifeless hand slip off, her bracelet slip off her hand and fall to the ground. They help me out of the car and carry me to

The first thing I notice is the scratching in my throat. I open my eyes and a signal sounds loudly. I'm scared, I don't know where I am, what's going on. I want to scream and move, but I feel lifeless. A strange face appears above me, then another and another and I squint my eyes. Where am I? The relief when I can breathe normally again and straighten my head is endless. I'm in the hospital. Full of tubes, my arms full of bruises. I see my mother, crying, holding her hands over her mouth and then pressing on her chest. My father holding her and I think I'm dreaming. I close my eyes:
“Miss Mårtensson, can you understand me.” I feel someone pull my face towards them and look into the face of a doctor. I want to say something, but I can't get a sound out of it, so I nod,“Good, that's great. Do you know who you are? ”I nod again and look at my parents. My mother cries bitterly and my father looks up with relief.
"What's going on?" My