Friends With Benefits

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 - Already Gone

My mom was all smiles the moment she got in my room. After 3 weeks of staying in the hospital I was finally getting discharged. My burned legs were not hurting that much but it was still effing painful and my face has slightly went back to it's old look. Although I have this huge ugly scar, that they will remove when it's fully healed.

"Alright, Lin. You're good to go," my doctor said after giving me some instructions.

I said my thank you to him and soon I was alone with my mom.

"Are you excited?" she exclaimed.

I wasn't in the mood to fake my emotions. I was angry and sad at the same time. Even though hospitals creep me out, I didn't want to leave. Because leaving would mean going back to London. And to go back meant no Jake.

"You don't even have to ask me that question," I grumbled.

My mom stopped moving for awhile before she faced me with huge ear splitting smile.

"We're going to have so much fun! The shopping together, our night outs and barbecue!"

I rolled my eyes at how hypocrite my mother was. Since I wasn't really in the mood for fighting or being extremely rude, I decided to hold my tongue and just ignore her.

"We had your room redone, sweetie. It's really classy!"

As my mom was busy blabbering, I tried to get out of the bed. It wasn't really conventional to do so, since I couldn't really use my legs well yet.

With all my efforts, my feet touched the cold hard floor. My hands were placed on the side of the bed as I slightly slipped my body off the bed. Tears were starting to prick my eyes as I felt extreme pain on legs and my ribs screaming to stop. But I didn't listen to my pleading body.

I was getting frustrated with all the lying down and not doing anything. I wasn't paralyzed, I was only injured.

As I got myself to fully (not really) stand up, I released a sigh and tried to walk. The term was 'tried'. One step was all it took to send me lying on the floor.

I groaned in pain as I laid on my back, already afraid to move.

"Lin!"

My mother rushed towards my aid and helped me back on my bed. She was furious, it was very much evident on her facial expression.

"You cannot do things by yourself yet, honey."

Even though she tried to say it with compassion, anger laced her words.

I ignored her words and tried to get out of her firm grip on my arms.

"Your legs are burned! Your ribs haven't fully recovered yet! What are you thinking?" she snapped.

The tears that were brimming my eyes fell. I had gone a 2 weeks without crying but right now, I just seemed to forget my promise to myself.

My mom stopped talking. She stood shocked in front of me as if she doesn't know what to do.

"Get out!" I screamed.

"Angel-"

"Out!" My voice came out too powerful even with tears free flowing from my eyes.

Her grip on my arms loosened and soon I was left standing with the bed as my support.

My mother scurried out of my room. As soon as the door shut, I let unwanted tears flow like a waterfall. I couldn't hold my place anymore, so I just let my body slip and hit the cold floor with my back against the side of the bed.