I will never be good enough

part 20 - the truth

Austin's POV
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A week has passed by and I've come to Hazel every day. I read to her, talked to her and told her about my day. But she's still not waking up. I'm on my way to her room and my hands are shaking as usual when I come to visit her. Suddenly someone taps at my shoulder. I turn around and look at a nurse.

Nurse: Uhm sir. You are Hazel's sister, right?

Me: Yeah, I am.

Nurse: Well, she-

I open the door to her room and look at an empty bed.

Me: Where is she? Where is my sister?!

Nurse: She woke up, sir. Right after you visit yesterday.

Me: Where is she then?

Nurse: I don't know. I can look for her, sir.

Me: Yes, please.

She rushes away and I put down my bag.

Me: Hazel, where are you?

I go out, onto the corridor and look around. The nurse comes back to me.

Nurse: She's on the balcony. Would you like me to get her?

Me: No, thank you. I can go myself.

I follow the signs to the balcony and go outside. I look around and see someone sitting at the edge of the balcony. It's my sister. She wears a shirt of mine, I put into her bag, and sweatpants.

Me: H- Hazel?

She turns around and looks at me.

Hazel: Hi.

She stands up and grunts. I go to her and help her up. She's hobbling because of the burn at her leg, so I help her with walking.

Me: Why didn't anyone call me?

Hazel: I didn't want them to. I needed time. First I couldn't remember, what happened. But the picture slowly got back into my head. And I talked to a doctor. He told me what will happen now.

Me: What will happen?

Hazel: I have to go to rehab, so I recover from my injuries. I also have to go to therapy because of the memories I lost.

Me: You lost memories?

Hazel: Just a few and not big memories. More small parts of events.

She sighs.

Hazel: Also I asked for help. For therapy.

Me: Why?

Hazel: I wanna become a better person, Austin. And now I can focus on myself.

Me: You are an amazing person, Haz. There is nothing to improve.

Hazel: I have problems, Austin. I used to hurt myself.

Me: W-what?

Hazel: And I need help. And I accept help.

Me: Why didn't you tell me?

Hazel: You know, it's not that easy.

Me: I'm sorry.

Hazel: How's Drew?

Me: He's fine, I guess.

Hazel: Really? Isn't he kinda worried?

Me: Rudy is. He's worried a lot.

Hazel: Why? I mean I'm dating Drew, why would Rudy care?

Me: Oh fuck!