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The silent nurse stops typing on the computer attached to the wall and glances over at me. “You were in quite the accident. You’re lucky you survived, ejecting from a car and crashing into a tree.”
My brows furrow, confused. I don’t remember any of that.
I don’t remember much of anything.
I blink, staring off at the opened door, wondering where Felix is. He was here, or was I imagining it?
But, no, because the coffee on the ground is evidence enough. He was here.
My head falls against my pillow, and I close my eyes as I let out painful breaths. I don’t remember anything, but as I think back, flickers of darkness hit my mind. A broken slideshow of images. All horrible, evil flashbacks.
My body suddenly tenses against the mattress as a flood of memories come back to me all at once.
Holy shit.
My nose burns as emotions hit me.
We did it. It’s over.
I want to smile and sob at the same time, but all I can do is let out a shaky breath as they continue looking me over, before saying they’ll call the janitor and the doctor, and both should be in here shortly.
I remember everything.
The school, the dark figure, the breaking bones, the screaming. So much fucking screaming.
And pain. Endless, excruciating amounts of burning hot pain.
And Felix’s voice, so concerned and worried, protective.
But… I thought he hated me? I thought he said we were done…
My eyes flit to the door again, wishing he would come through, but he doesn’t.
The need to rush after him fills my blood, but even the slightest movement has me wanting to curl up in pain.
Come back.
A shadow broaches the door, and my mom’s soft eyes meet mine, comforting, yet not the ones I wanted to see.
“The nurse told me you were awake, and I drove right over!” She rushes into the room, setting her purse on a nearby blue chair before walking over to me, her hand going to my face, seemingly the only part of me that’s unharmed. She closes her eyes, and I can feel the energy radiating from her, pouring all the good energy into my veins.
“Hi, Mom,” I whisper.
“How are you feeling?” she asks.
“Really bad,” I croak with a sigh. There isn’t an inch of me that isn’t in pain. My body feels utterly broken.
My mom lets out a sigh too, taking a step back. “You will heal, Hazel. Pain is only temporary.”
I wince. “Hopefully temporary is like minutes, because this is unbearable.”
She says nothing, and when the wave of pain passes, my head lolls to the side, and I look at her relaxed face.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I ask.
Her eyes grow glossy, and I want to close my own. I can’t deal with being emotional right now; it’s too much for me. I feel like I’m barely hanging on, yet I can’t figure out why I feel this way.
“I’m just really proud of you,” she whispers. “I knew you could do it.”
