Listen Carefully [UNDER REVISION]

Chapter XVIII: Acceptance

5 days have passed, we are finally discharged from the hospital. The whole time all I'm thinking about, what Jason tell to William which made him become more touchy and sweet to me, not that I mind it anyway. Natalie currently holding my forearm, while she pushed Roseline's wheelchair towards the location where William parked his car. At this point Natalie will ramble endlessly, complaining how the bed in the hospital is not comfy enough. I'm starting to get used to this silence, it gives me the peace I want. I let out a sigh while shaking my head, I thought dealing with insults and bullies is worst, but experiencing near death situation is even more worst, having a mood disorder is only an additional problem you are going to deal with. I keep looking at my surroundings, shielding my eyes using my hand from the blinding light coming from sun, hitting me on the face. It's 10 o'clock in the morning, it's a lot more colder this time considering Christmas is coming.

Americans celebrate Thanksgiving before Christmas arrived, while we British people, celebrate the Harvest festival it's earlier than the Thanksgiving day of Americans. It held during the autumn season which is October 3, European countries usually had a very different climate than United States. One of the reason is we have different time zones, even we are half American we don't celebrate Thanksgiving since the first time they celebrate it millions of lives taken by the European colonist, stole the land meant for the Native Americans, relentless assaulted their culture. I don't know why modern Americans celebrate this kind of holiday, I don't even get it why the former President Roosevelt decided to make it an official holiday, even they know what really happened during the first one. How can they pretend that there is no genocide happened during that day?, How can they eat all of those foods, pray for another successful harvest day, but forgetting to pray for the souls lost during that time.

Someone pinch me on my forearm which made me yelp, I glared at Natalie who just shrugged her shoulder and smirk at me. I roled my eyes and continue to walked towards William who is waiting for us, I saw my brother beside him and I was wondering where is Tamarah?. I don't see her since yesterday, could it be something happened between her and Jason?. They fight?, Broke up, cancel the engagement?, Or maybe she is on a military mission. Uncle said Tamarah is one of the best SEALs he met, she also have captain position, I didn't know that my favorite voice actress is into guns, I get it why most of the anime characters she voice is badass. I smiled at my brother and look at William helped Roseline stand up from her wheelchair, and walked towards his car after Roseline sit down on the backseat, William closed the door and folded the wheelchair and put it on the compartment. Natalie's hands wrapped around me as she steady her feet on the ground, listening to the the noises around her.

William waved at us before he drove off, I look at my brother with a questioning look since I catch him smiling at William. Don't tell me he started to like William, not in the way you are thinking right now, come on guys. Jason is straight man, and I adored yaoi but I can't imagine old ass guys doing that kind of stuff, except in anime of course. We walked towards my brother's car and I sit on the backside with Natalie still holding my hand, I can feel her uneasiness when she realized we are going to ride a car. I can't blame her, it is frightening to ride a car after experiencing traumatic event about it. It takes a year for me to get used to it, forgetting the whole trauma thing with the help of medication and support group which composed my two idiot best friend, my overprotective brother, with my cool uncle and aunty, and last a loving and caring handsome boyfriend of mine. Hanging out with old people really made my perception in life broader, I can understand certain topics that is out of my league.

I tapped Natalie shoulder since I can feel she began to shake a little, tightening her gripped on my hands, letting out heavy breathing. How can I tell it?, Well I always believed that when someone lost one of the six senses others became stronger, in my case my sensitivity become stronger. I patted her head and let her leaned on my shoulder while me?, I'm looking out on the window thinking of the future awaiting for me if my hearing won't returned. I drink several pain killers when the painful sensation in my ears intensify, a flash of memory show inside my head. The time where the first accident happened to me, I saw my mother wrapping her arms around me before she passed away, shielding me away from the branch of a tree supposed to stabbed in my poor skinny body. When that memory flashed in my head, a particular scene in the movie I watched last month appearing too, mother's will sacrifice everything she have in order to make her children happy. It reminds me the tragic sacrifice of my mother.