I was in the car. Alone at the backseat. Mom and Dad asked to wait in the car as they went back to the house to grab some stuff, they said. It was kind of weird that they parked the car at a quite hidden spot. I 'm not certain what their plan was but they surely had gone for a long time.
Beads of sweat glistered on my forehead. I was boiling hot. Sweat trailed down my cheeks forming it's own pathway to my neck. I wiped it away with my small palm.
A gunshot was heard.
I woke up. Heavy breath came invading my lungs. Gosh! I was drenched in my own sweat! I caught a glimpse of a shinning thing inserted into my wrist. A needle. Needles actually. Pain started to hover me. I was in a hospital, I guess.
Hospital? Why was I ever in here?
I remembered. I was in the hallway and my legs went wobbly. Everything went pitch black after that. And now I'm stranded here.
I felt a terrible, awful lump in my throat. I started to choke. " What..?!!" I used my hands to cover up my mouth but it was helpless as the vomit kept putting pressure to my hands to force it to open. I raced to the door, hoping to find a basin in it but what feasted my eyes was patients of the hospital walking by. It's coming! The little voice in my head screamed at me... No time to lose. I dashed into the river of patients.
Nurses and some people passed by me asking the same question, " Are you okay miss?" Do I look okay to you?! Of course I did not spat them back with the question but just held up my hand and gave a gentle wave.
Where is the toilet?
Bingo! There it is.. I never felt so relieved to see a toilet sign. My hands were occupied with vomit stains. I can't take it anymore. I ran towards it.
Bum! I wanted to put on rage on the stranger I just bumped into but my vomit acted one step ahead of me. " Burl!!" I vomited on that spot. Great! Now I'm soaked in my own vomit. Eww!!! I tasted no, more precisely smelled like poo...Okay maybe not poo but almost there.. I was so concerned about the way I ended up and did not realise that the stranger that bumped into me was soaked in my vomit too..
Surprisingly, he acted swiftly and grabbed hold of my shoulder and went to the toilet I targeted just now. " Go wash up yourself..." the stranger said. And I did. I went to the basin and extra, double extra washing foam on my clothes, pants and that was when my vomit strike again.
"Burlp!!......." This was just so embarrassing. " Huh.. Ouch... " I panted and moaned. Suddenly I felt a hand soothing my back. Patting it and rubbing it to put my vomit at ease. It worked!
I washed up my mouth and was shocked to see the image in the mirror. He was starring at me. Not that kind of stare that could kill you, but the kind that was concern of you...
Silence filled the space between us as I stared at him in the mirror and him starring me back in the mirror. It totally felt like ages when suddenly the door burst open.
" Hands off her! You filthy stranger who looked like the wind could blow you off to hell right now!" shouted Neena, breathlessly. " And you Sarah! How could you possibly sold off your virginity just like that?!" she added.
"Neena, it's not what you think it is. I woke up, then felt like vomitting, bust out of the room, running through the hallway, bumped into him, puked on him, and he brought me here and here's the part where you came in... " I said to her.
" Whatever. Because we had an urgent matter I don't want to drag this. Forget it. Boss is looking for us."
The silence grew once more and this time even longer. " Wait. What? Boss is looking for us? Like us?" Pointing out me and Neena. " Yes! Come on!" With that she pulled my hand and headed towards the door.
I know I had tonnes of apologizing that I had between me and him, but I'll settle it later. So while Neena was pulling me out of the door, I shouted " Sorry..!!", and my view of him was then changed into the toilet door...
I'm really sorry...
the msg below had nothing to do with the story... just for the right person to read it...
p/s:
i really am sorry... i just had to acted that way... I'm sorry if this is an inconvenient for you but life goes on and I just had to keep on smiling.. I never regretted the moment we, no it's not we, it's I, who thought that everything was... okay.