Spotlight on the Mirror

Chapter Twenty

Darkness... Cold darkness then consciousness surrounded her. She felt strange but was also scared to see where her decision had placed them. Is she in heaven? Is she in hell? What about the questionable purgatory or the afterlife? So many questions filled her mind while her vision remained black. There was no concept of anything until she saw a small white spot in the far distance. It was definitely more than her imagination but still appeared to be fictitious in nature. With everything in her, she reached towards it and brightness instantly surrounded her. The powerful light swaddled her body like a cloth and she felt a strong presence. Before she could shout out, she smelled a distinct odor. The whiteness subsided and her vision changed to a blurry mixture of images. She tried once again to move but her body failed her. She was scared and wished that she knew what was going on. She continued to blink in an attempt to clarify her vision but seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Her struggle appeared successful when she was able to identify her location.

Hospital. She was in the hospital.

She almost cried tears of joy until it dawned on her that either herself or Natasha could be laid up in the hospital bed. She heard voices around her but couldn't understand their words. Everything that she heard sounded muffled. She looked around but that slight motion caused her to quickly become dizzy. She just laid her head back down and closed her eyes to stop the oncoming headache.

She didn't know how long that she had remained in that state but once she awakened again, she was greeted by gray color eyes which appeared wolf like. When his face came into view, he looked like an angel. He carefully touched her arm and surprisingly she felt it. He appeared to be speaking but all she could hear was high pitched static. She slowly shook her head in an attempt to explain that she couldn't hear him but then he left. He quickly returned back with a pen and notepad but once again, her body was too weak for that task.

With a huge gulp, she forcefully whispered, "Who am I?"

The man looked confused then concerned. He turned away as if he was speaking to someone behind him. A lady in scrubs appeared and helped to slightly raise the bed. She was then given some water through a straw. Water never tasted so good before in her life. It was cool and refreshing while reinvigorating her senses. The ringing sound stopped and her vision cleared even more. She was definitely in a hospital room and the man with the gray eyes was a doctor. He introduced himself as Dr. Dallas Zeal. He checked her vitals and had the nurse assist him with making sure she was physically stable.

With weakness starting to crawl upon her body again, she asked for the second time, "Who am I?"

Dr. Zeal gently smiled and replied, "Holliday. You are Holliday Mosely. Welcome back."

Before realization could fully sink in, tiredness overcame her and she returned back to her slumber.

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Loud voices caused her to be stirred from her sleep so she had no choice but to open her eyes. Upon doing so, Holliday was greeted with the most beautiful sight. Her dad, Mendall, and Madison were by her bed. She instantly sat up ignoring her horrible headache and reached out to hug them all at once. With tears falling down her face, she secretly made a promise to herself to never take them for granted again. Her best friend was also crying. They all appeared so happy but Holliday had so much to say and so many questions.

"Ok, slow down everyone. I'm feeling fine. Just have a massive headache and I'm tired. Feels like I haven't slept in a year!" Holliday said slowly.

"Do you want us to leave?" Mendall asked.

"No, please stay," she urged while looking directly at Mendall. She smiled then Holliday asked, "What day is it? How long have I been out?"

"It's January second and you've only been out since this morning. You fell during rehearsals, don't you remember?" Richard questioned.