Luna Afia
Five days later...
The same four boring walls... every day. I swear there isn't a single spot in this room that I haven't looked at yet. You know when you're in a room and you think to yourself "huh... I don't think I've looked at this specific point of this corner before" yeah, nah I don't think I could say that. I could probably describe every scuff and mark on the floor and walls at this point. Not to mention I haven't been left alone for a second since I woke up. It's nice having everyone here at the same time, but I'm getting tired of having no alone time.
Sometimes I pretend to be asleep because I know they're all waiting for me to fall asleep before they do just so I can sit up and write in my journal without having to make conversation with anyone or have anyone ask me what I'm writing.
Freya and Paisley know I write, but they don't know what, they've asked a couple of times but I always say I'm just writing random thoughts, they don't make me elaborate. I mean it isn't a lie, I do write whatever I'm feeling or thinking, It's just a little bit more structured than that.
if anyone read my journal, I think I would die.
I've been doing physical therapy once every few days. Fuck knows why, I can walk and talk fine. I overheard one of the night nurses talking to a doctor about discharging me soon. Everyone else was asleep when I heard them, and I haven't brought it up to the group, lord knows Harry would never shut up about it, he'd harass these poor nurses who are only trying to do their job.
Now that I think of it, I don't even think I know my doctor's name.
Huh.
I should probably ask him before I leave.
Fuck I feel rude. Imagine spending almost every day looking after someone and they don't even know what your name is. I'd be pissed.
The boys have been a little bit odd though, always leaving the room at random times to 'talk'. Like what have yous got to talk about? The fucken weather? We're stuck in a hospital room all day watching the news or whatever random cartoon Niall chooses to put on to 'lighten the mood'.
Not gonna lie, I do love cartoons. I have a soft spot for SpongeBob. He's like my spirit animal.
Or... sponge?
My spirit... sponge?
I think Faye and Freya are hooking up. Thank god, that girl needed someone.
Freya, I mean, she deserves someone good, and I really like Faye, she's sweet.
She does bully the fuck out of the boys though, which I think is hilarious. Especially Harry, It's even better knowing she's got history with him and knows that she can shut him up. He always puts up a fight though, It's quite entertaining.
The girls keep talking about 'celebrating' my birthday once I get out.
God, I make it sound like I'm getting released from prison; "oNcE I GeT OuT".
Anyway, they keep talking about throwing me a party when I'm actually able to have fun and party with them. Which sounds great and all, but I don't know what we're celebrating, I feel like a burden, they're all trying to act like nothing happened, but I know they're worried. I can see it in the way they look at me.
The hospital upgraded me to a double bed, which is nice. I think it was because I commented about being uncomfortable ONCE and then the next day I woke up to a pile of blankets and pillows from my bed at Harry's at the end of my bed and the nurses coming in saying they were going to upgrade my 'sleeping arrangements'.
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