Homebound

Chapter ThirtyThree

"Poppy, wake up" I'm shaken awake by Harley as she stands over me. At first I can't see her in the dark and I scramble up the bed, leaning against the headboard and holding the blanket to my naked chest. I glance at the windows that are covered by curtains. The lack of light that can be seen alerts me that it's either very late or very early.

"Harley, what the hell?" I breathe out as my eye's adjust to the dark. I relax and lean my head back on the wall as I yawn. I have no idea what time it is but she must have just got home from work because she's still wearing her uniform.

I run my hands over my face in an attempt to wake myself up; I had fallen into a deep sleep the moment I crawled into bed from the shower.

I look back at Harley when she doesn't laugh at scaring me like I thought she would. My eyes had adjusted to the dark but it's still difficult to see her face. The only other light is from the kitchen light that shines in through the open bedroom door. But I don't need to see her face to know something has happened, it's in the air, in her aura and I can feel it creeping into my chest.

"What happened, Harley?" I whisper in the quiet room. I can hear her rapid breathing as she tries to calm herself but it's only working me up further. I scramble around on my bed, throwing the blanket around, not caring that my breasts were now visible as I look for my phone. I eventually find it on the other side of the bed and turn it on, the screen lights up showing no texts or missed calls from the prison. "Harley" I state firmly when she doesn't answer me.

"Mums in the hospital" she whispers, although I still hear her voice crack. I say nothing for a moment as I gather my mind and cover my breasts again.

"H-how? Why?" I question, spitting the words out when they get caught in my throat.

"She had a fall" she's still whispering and I notice that her voice is kind of gravelly like she had been crying. "A nurse found her in her room".

I rush around my room, pulling on clothes that don't even match as they're the first I see. Harley had gone to wait in the kitchen, not even bothering to change out of her uniform. I still have no idea what time it is but I'm wide awake now.

Harley is leaning over the kitchen island when I enter as I almost fall over trying to put on a sock. Her eyes are glazed and it seems like she's in a different world as she looks down at the island.

"Harley" I snap her out of it "ready to go?" she doesn't say anything but starts to walk towards the door, the keys dangling from her hand. I take a quick glance at the clock and note that it's just past two in the morning; Harley must have just got home.

Harley doesn't even remember to lock the door behind her as I lock it myself with the lock on the back of the doorknob. I see her fumble with the keys as she unlocks her car.

"I'll drive" she passes me the keys without complaint and sits in the passenger seat. There's no way she can drive in the current state she's in. The drive is quiet. Harley had still not disclosed the state that Wyonna is in and I'm glad she hadn't. I don't know if I'd be able to keep it together if she had of told me. I don't even know if Harley knows what state Wyonna's in.

Once again I find myself at Silverwood Hospital. I've been here more in the last few weeks then I've been here my entire life. I worry that the staff will start to recognise me.

"Wyonna Rose" Harley says shakily to the lady at the reception. We wait in silence as the only sound is of her nails typing on the keyboard. The waiting room is empty, not surprising for almost three o'clock in the morning. There aren't many noises as everyone sleeps, only a cough or a shuffle of feet walking in the halls every now and then.