I woke up in a hospital bed, in my very first hospital gown. Not fun. My eyes tried to focus as I looked around. There was a TV and some flowers and teddy bears placed in a counter on the side of my bed. Which made me think to myself. How long was I out?
"Ah! Ms. Porterson, I'm glad to see you awake." The doctor said as he walked inside the room
"Glad to be awake" I tried to be optimistic though when I tried to sit up, my optimism disappeared and I winced. The doctor pushed my back down gently.
"Not yet Ms. Porterson, from all the blood loss you'll be a lot more weaker" The doctor inquired as he filled out a paper with notes
"If you don't mind me asking... How long was I unconscious?" I tried to ask as calmly as possible; yeah no it's not working for me, for I - am not a patient person at the moment...
"Ah, considering the amount of blood you lost, just a few days" The Doctor stated calmly.
"O-Oh..." I stuttered. Just a few freakendays?! What have i missed in life?!? "When can I go home?" I say calmly although my voice cracks a little.
"Tomorrow, right now we're just making sure you're okay." The doctor nods as he looks at the time then smiles. A nurse comes in and whispers something in his ear, the nurse looked at me - gave me a warm, yet somewhat guilty smile - then leaves the room. The doctor's smile faded.
"What?" I asked as panic and fear started to reign upon me, even nervousness and anxiety, and the doctor sighed softly, then looked at me with sad eyes.
"I'm so sorry Ms. Porterson.... But, we have terrible, terrible news... Your mother.... Has passed away" He said, his voice filled with guilt and sadness.
Immediately, I freeze. I am in shock. I feel my chest being torn apart and my stomach curl up, my fingers trembled and something felt clogged in my throat; tears welled up in my eyes as I started to hiccup and cry out loud. They were loud sobs, but I didn't care; I loved my mother so much... I.... I never thought she would.... Die....
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There was a burning sensation on my knee, and on my eye where I was crying my eyes out. I was on the sidewalk, my tricycle on the side and on its side; and I was on the ground, my arm covered my face and my knee stuck out; Alyssa was 7 and I was 5, I was learning how to ride a tricycle. It didn't work out well.
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to keep my eyes off of Robyn! She just went straight ahead, then I turned my head for a little bit and bam! She was on the floor crying!" Alyssa explained as my mom came rushing out to the door and to me, she kneeled beside me and looked at my bleeding knee before picking me up and walking inside
She sat me by the counter and started taking care of my scrape. She kept saying calming things which in turn made me stop crying. She sang the nursery rhymes and smiled as she sang
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...." Her voice was like an angels' and she continued "You make me happy when skies are....?" She trailed off and looked at me as she put a bandage on my knee.
"Grey!" I squealed in happiness as I threw my arms around her.
"You never know dear, how much I love you..." She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug "please don't take my sunshine away...."
I giggled and smiled as she swung me around playfully, then set me on the ground, she smiled softly and kissed my forehead four times, she grabbed ahold of my hand and started walking me outside, and in that little while; I learned how to ride a tricycle. And when we went back inside she gave us ice cream and goodies.... Mom worked all the time, but when she had time, she had all kinds of fun with us, since we didn't have a father....
"I love you mommy" I said as she sat me on the couch and put cartoons on
"I love both of you so much" she would always say and hug us, before continuing her work in her study. She always said she never wanted a husband, only us to give all her love to, and we were grateful to have her, nobody can beat our wonderful mother.... She was perfect, with her light brown hair and her dark blue eyes.... She was smart and nice.... She was sweet and kind.... She never failed to protect us.... And she never failed to tell us "I love you" when she gets home... I loved her so much....
---- End of flashback ----
I chocked back my sobs and tried to calm myself down, my heart rate on the machine was going crazy and it started to annoy me.... I hiccuped and looked at the doctor hesitantly.
"W-When - Hic - did s-she die?" I hiccuped and stuttered at the same time, something inside of me regretted it gratefully, but the other side wanted to know when, and even... How.
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you. Only because it's for your own good" He said softly "your sister will come pick you up tomorrow, but for now, rest" he told me. My stomach feels a mixture of heat and cold, and i feel frustration rising.
"I will...." Not. I was going to say not.... But I already said too much, my heart ached and my throat throbbed. My eyes hurt and I felt like passing out, but just then, I started falling back to sleep, why was this even happening? I got attacked by a killer, my mother died; what else can possibly go wrong? I'm already a loner, technically.... I have a stab wound on my shoulder, I feel like a piece of.... Well you know.... That. But I hope nothing else can go wrong....
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Tomorrow....
I woke up to my sister standing in front of me, her eyes were puffy and red; where she'd been crying. I looked at her and sat up slowly, then after a while of looking at each other, she hugged me tightly, just enough to make me wince in pain. And even yelp a little.
"Sorry" she sniffled as she held on to me in a softer embrace
"It's okay" I mumbled as I carefully hugged back "Can.... Can we go now? Home?"
"Yeah, let's get your stuff, we'll be out of here in no time" she smiles as she gets her bag and keys, I nod and after that little while, the doctor came back with my clothes, she gave them to Alyssa and told her about the things I can't and can do at home, and to not let me use my arm as much since the wound was still vulnerable to things as pressure.
Once I put on my new clothes that Alyssa got for me, we walked out of the hospital and went home. Once we were home, everything was... Surprisingly clean, all the blood that was on the kitchen floor... Was gone, and mopped cleaned, the holes on the walls were covered up again, and it seemed like the accident never happened...
"What happened while I was gone?" I asked as I looked around
"Nothing much, you know... The incident... Then after that, nothing much, just some weird kid coming up and asking about you" She explained as she slumped on a kitchen chair
"What weird kid?" I asked again and sighed a little
"I don't know, he said that he was sorry for our loss and that if he wanted to check if you were alright... His name was... What's it called? Tony? I think? No no! It was Toby yeah I remembered, it was him! He had... A Erm.... He had brown hair and brown eyes, and he had this striped jacket, I don't know what colors but yeah striped jacket, brown eyes, brown hair" My eyes widened at her explanation.
It was him. The guy who almost killed me... His name was Toby? So that's his name Huh? I gulped a little and debated to either tell Alyssa nothing or explain to her that she just talked to a killer... I don't want her to freak out... But.... A weird feeling pulled around in my stomach and I felt sick. I felt the blood on my lips go cold for some reason. I was afraid. And thinking about Toby wasn't helping me.
"You okay?" She asked as she walked towards me
"Yeah I'm fine, I promise" I lied
"Hey it's going to be okay alright? We're gonna do great here, I mean, in a few days you'll go back to school,, and everything will stay the same, the only thing is that aunt Hannah is coming to check on us every now and then" she hugged me in a soft embrace; in an instinct I hugged back cautiously
"I promise it's going to get better"
"Okay..." Wrong. I know something else was going to happen, either good or bad, I hated the conspiracy of what he was planning... But I know... I am not going to let him hurt my family.... Even if it means... I have to make the courage that I don't have