It All Started With a Diary

again

My eyes were puffy around the edges. By the red streaks in my eyes showing signs of crying, you could see signals of distress. My clothes were worn yesterday, and from what it looked like, I'd be wearing them today, as well.

School. I hadn't given school one thought. Today was only Friday, and from what I saw out of the window, it looked to be nearing the afternoon. My dad had been unconscious for nearly a full day now.

I walked out of the bathroom, immediately search for my brother. With my head down, I walked to the waiting room. When I didn't find him, I sighed and sat again. Even though the attack was over, I could still feel my heart recoiling from the pressure.

I waited a couple of paces before carrying on. I needed to find my brother.

Instead of the way I originally planned, I turned the other way. Me and Ryland had been here this entire time, but neither of us were allowed in my dad's room. It was frustrating, and only added onto the pent up anxiety inside of me.

I paused in step as I landed eyes on Kade. I jumped back behind the corner, hidden by the wall. I thought that he had went home, but no...he was right here. He hasn't seen me yet, to my luck. From where I stood, he looked to be in deep conversation with our doctor.

The doctor nodded a couple of times as their conversation carried on. A nurse with a large device on wheels began to stroll by, and I immediately took the chance. As I hid behind the large machine, I quickly moved my feet across the tiles until I managed to get behind another wall. I only needed one more distraction to get to the elevator unnoticed.

After a couple seconds, I decided to make my next move. Slowly, I peeked from behind the wall and felt my entire system break down. Kade was staring directly at me, his eyes curious as they scanned me over.

I didn't expect for him to react any differently. But, when I saw him say something to the doctor, I knew that he was leaving. Instead of walking the other way like I expected, he was heading straight toward me.

In reaction, I quickly turned the other way. I had to tell myself to leave. I couldn't get attached again, not this time. It was too hard.

"Kimberly."

Even through the chatty hallway, I still could hear the call of my name from his mouth. I would have heard it in a room full of a million people. It was more like a demand, one he expected me to turn around to. But, I didn't. I kept my composure and continued to walk faster.

I cut by the people, hurriedly speeding up. I didn't want to appear to be running in the hospital, but I definitely was speed walking.

My eyes peeled at the sight of an elevator. I peered past the wall of the hallway to see Kade growing closer and closer Immediately, I threw myself into the elevator.

I slammed any number. When the elevator door didn't react, I cursed in frustration before slamming my hand down on all of the numbers. Finally, the door began to close, but in a slow pace. It was going far too slow.

I glared down at the buttons. "Close, close, close," I muttered as I felt Kade grow closer.

The door shut just as Kade appeared in front of it. The last thing I saw was his expression, which was built and molded out of a combination of anger, frustration, and desperation.