"I see through those silent lies of yours, Liv."
𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫, the girl who's known to be mute in school. No one knows why though, and she doesn't want anyone to know either. Only her best friend and this certain boy want to know why. S...
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"Are you sure you're feeling good enough to go? Because if not, you need to tell me, Olivia," Amy says as she holds the discharge papers for mom and Admira sits by my side. I nod eagerly and she smiles along with mom and Admira. "Here are the papers then, I'll be back in a little bit."
I'm finally fucking leaving this place. Even if I am still in pain, but that's expected, it's nothing too serious to keep me any longer. Everything about my vitals and all looks good so I'm good. Thank god.
"Do you want to stay with Admira longer, or..." mom trails off but I shake my head, eager to meet my step siblings even if I hate meeting new people. Mom said they should be home from their friends houses they went to, I was told, by time we get there. It's just a little past two in the afternoon. "Okay." She smiles.
"You for sure want to go with your mom?" Admira asks again as mom is too focused on the papers, seeming skeptical about it all, as she's asked this a billion times. I nod for the billionth time also. "You can always come over, Olivia."
Mom finishes signing the papers just as I think about everything. It's the 20th, Thanksgiving is in four days, I wonder what's happening with that. There's only two school days this week with Thanksgiving break then too, which is pointless but I know my body won't be able to handle it anyways plus I don't really want to show up to school with how clear it is I got the shit beat out of me. But I've missed so much and now I'm going to have a shit ton of work to catch up on, again.
Amy walks back in, handing me the hospital bag of all my things I came to the hospital in and with. Immediately I grab the friendship bracelet and put it back on my wrist, smiling at the memory of when we all went to the mall weeks ago, the one Danny brought us all.
Then Amy does everything else so I can leave; no more IV's, tubes, wires, oxygen things, everything I'm told I don't need anymore thankfully. Mom helps me to the bathroom, leaving me to struggle to change but I'd prefer to do that on my own. I avoid the mirror, not wanting to see my bruised face or body, but I still catch glimpses of the bruises that I try to ignore.
I also see my scars and I ignore the urges, as this is the longest I've gone without a relapse, wanting it to stay that way even if my thoughts don't.
"Bye Olivia," Amy says with a warm and genuine smile. She wishes me well and I thank her for everything, as she's been the only nurse to seem to actually care, but I can't expect the others too. They get paid to save lives, not nurture them. Although nurturing can save some, I'm sure.
"Are you ready?" Mom asks happily the moment I'm out of the bathroom, in fresh clothes Admira brought me, springing up to help me as my body aches with each step as expected. I nod and she smiles. "Let's go then!"
Mom and Admira stay on both sides of me, and I hold mom's hand for more stability. I'm thankful for the long sleeve shirt and the hoodie I've got over it once we're outside, the ground being covered with snow and the air colder than ever. It must've snowed a bunch when I was sleeping last night.
