Alexandra Rose

Chapter 8

Alexandra's POV

It's been 5 days since I woke up, 5 painful days of staying at the hospital. And today's the day I finally get to go home and sleep in my bed tonight.

My eyes were staring at the plain white ceiling of the hospital room as Evan helped me gather all my stuffs and place them on the foot of the neatly made bed.

The pain in my body has slowly started to fade in the past 5 days. I can finally move my shoulder a little without it hurting as much as it did in the beginning.

In the past 5 days, everyone started babying me, they wouldn't let me walk without one of them holding me for support.

Which was very sweet of them but I hate that they're treating me like an expensive glass vase that they're scared to break. I want to be treated normally, not like some fragile vase that once it's broken, you won't be able to fix it. I want to be treated the way people are treated when they have a normal childhood.

My childhood is far from normal, but I like to think that I had a regular childhood like everyone else, I like to think that I was never with him. That I was with people who cared for me my whole life. It helps me calm down the feeling I have in my heart when I think about the past, it makes me feel normal, it helps me with the voices in my head.

A slight touch on my arm made me jolt my body up and snap my head to the person in alarm, relaxing when my eyes came in contact with Elio's soft green ones.

"It's just me, Alexandra." He gently said while coming closer and rubbing soothing circles on my bandaged wrist, something that calms me down.

I closed my eyes and breathed a few times, squeezing his hand lightly.

"I'm sorry, I-I just, It's instincts." I hugged my knees close to my chest and placed my chin on it, looking up at Elio with my tired eyes.

Sleeping has still been a problem for me, I can't sleep for more than 3 hours without a night terror waking me up. No one knows about them, I like to keep them to myself because I don't want to put any more of my problems on their plate than I already have.

My night terrors consists of me waking up, breathing heavily with my heart beating rapidly. I always have a panic attack those times but I don't say anything and wait until it slowly passes. All while a brother of mines stays asleep on the sofa at the side of the hospital room.

I can tell how exhausted everyone is, I can see it in their eyes. I can see the visible eyebags and the redness in their eyes from the lack of sleep, or how tired they sound all the time.

So I stay as quiet as I can and let them sleep.

"Alexandra?"

I hummed when his voice reached my ears.

"What are you thinking of?" He sat down next to me, and wrapped a fluffy blanket around my frame.

I lazily lifted my shoulders and dropped them in reply. "I just wanna go home to my blankets."

"Well, just wait a bit until the others get here, then we can go home, hm?" He said while bringing his hand up and brushing the hairs away from my face.

"Okay." I whispered, closing my eyes and leaning my head on his shoulder.

I relaxed my stiff body and let Elio stroke my head.

Right then, the door opened and footsteps were heard before I felt the other side of the bed dip.

"Come on, I've talked to the doctor already, we can leave now." Moms voice reached my ears and I hummed with my eyes closed.