Chapitre Veinte.
I walked home, to say the least.
It was nice, to walk by myself, and enjoy the scenery of New York City. The tall buildings and the beautiful people got my mind off of everything. But, as soon as I arrived home, the memories with Noah came flooding back.
The things that went down at the frozen yogurt place were bad.
I was surprised at the way I reacted. Usually, when someone lies to me about something, I am calm and collected and we talk the whole thing through. But this time, it wasn't even close to being calm. I was a mad woman. I was pretty sure I scared the pants off of Noah, and I'm sure I made him realize that I wasn't the same girl from a few years ago.
Hell, I wasn't the same girl from a week ago.
Let's go back to the frozen yogurt shop, shall we?
Frozen Yogurt Place
You know when you have those moments, and in your head, you're saying lol no but in reality, you kind of knew that it was true.
That was the moment I was having right now.
I stared at the man in front of me, empty cup of frozen yogurt in my hands, and a mind spinning with thoughts. Bad thoughts. Sad and scary thoughts. Thoughts that made me want to cry. And let me tell you something, Skylar Greene, never cries, unless she is extremely hurt.
"Yes, he does." I respond in a firm voice, avoiding eye contact. I stared at the pink spoon that was in my empty cup. If he didn't have a sister, why would he be lying?
"Maybe his mom got pregnant after we left for college, but that would mean that his sister is actually 2 years old..." He trailed off. It sounded as if he was talking to himself, trying to figure this out on his own.
I tried remaining calm, but it was a bit difficult when my eyes were blazing and my fists were clenched, crushing the cup more. Noah noticed this, and I swear he moved further away from me.
I looked up at him, and mustered up the hardest glare I could manage. He gulped and looked down. I sighed out, and tried telling myself that it wasn't Noah's fault. But Noah could be lying, and that made me more angry.
"Why would he lie about a sister, a sister," I repeated, hoping to add some emphasise on the word. "Being in a coma?!"
Noah flinched when I hissed the sentence out at him. People were looking, but I didn't care. They could mind their own business.
I knew I might have been overreacting a little bit, but I shared things with him, and I was honest with him. He would be honest with me too. Right? Tears pricked in my eyes as I began to think about all the negative outcomes. Everything bad that could happen because of this lie.
"Skylar, I-I'm sorry! He probably does have a sister, I don't know. I haven't spoken to him in so long, a lot could happen in this amount of time!" He babbled, and stuttered over some of his words, as I continued to glare at him. He looked really helpless, and I felt a little bad. But he was lying to me. Daniel has a sister.
I jumped up from my seat, wanting to get out of the pink and green frozen yogurt place. The walls felt like they were closing in, and I really had to leave. It was a sudden urge. A sudden need, to get out of this place.
"I-I have to go." I sputtered out, and ran out of the place, the warm air of August hitting me as I ran out. The sun burned my eyes more, making me want to cry even more.
I held in my tears though. The last time I cried was a very long time ago. And I wasn't going back to being the depressed Sky who cried when she got those headaches from the going blind symptoms.
***
When I got back home, I knew that no one would be home. My parents were at work, and since my sister was 19, she could do whatever she wanted and get away with it.
I was glad to be faced with silence when I unlocked the front door. I didn't want to see my sister at all. I would probably slap her if I saw her face.
I kicked off my shoes and walked up the stairs, the sleepiness was getting to me now. I didn't get much last night, since Daniel took me out. As soon as I saw my lovely bed, I smiled and jumped on it.
Pulling the sheets around me, and tucking them in, making me look like a giant burrito, felt nice a cozy, and all the thoughts about everything vanished. And I fell fast asleep before I knew it.
***
I was awoken by the microwave beeping.
Even though I was upstairs, the sound of the microwave was like the sound of heaven bells ringing. Someone opened up the microwave, and the smell of pasta filled my nose.
I guess it was around dinner time, and I smiled at the thought of food. Call me fat, but food is great.
I opened my eyes, but I saw nothing. I thought that maybe my eyes were just shut because of eye boogers, so I rubbed my eyes and opened them again.
Nothing.
It felt like my eyes were closed, but they were opened. I blinked several times, trying to clear my vision, and seeing if that made a difference. It didn't. All I saw was black. Thick, never ending, blackness.
"No, no, no!" I said to myself. I had to see everyone before I went blind. It couldn't happen today, it just couldn't! I had to tell my parents, and get them to take me to the hospital. This was not happening.
Panicking, I tried getting out of bed, but I didn't know which side I was on. I couldn't see if I was on the left or the right, so the easiest thing to do was to lie back down and roll off the bed. Down the middle. So I would land right in front my bed.
I did that, and landed with a thump on the floor, my elbow crushing my ribs. I hissed in pain and tried standing up. I quickly went back to the floor because I couldn't see, and going down the stairs to get help would be hard.
I decided to crawl the stairs, and put my butt down on the first stair, and go down like that, like when I was little. It was like a slide. But it wasn't smooth. It was very bumpy, and I knew my butt would be bruised, but I didn't care. This was my sight, I would do anything for my eyesight.
"Skylar! What on Earth are you doing?!" My mother's voice greeted me as I landed on the last step, that led to the kitchen, where my mom was.
Her voice made me realize that I would never be able to see her face again. Never. And with that thought, I bursted into tears.
"Sky!" Her arms wrapped around me, and for once, in a very long time, my mom and I had a moment.
"Mom?" I croaked out, pulling away from her. I had no idea where she was, where her face was, but I knew where her arms were. They were wrapped around my waist, as we sat on the stairs together. "I can't see."
She had a strong intake of breath and she started sobbing, and rocking me back and forth.
I just wish I could see her and comfort her.
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