normal. that was a word that everyone used to describe soloria castillo. and she liked the word. she never had thought she was anything below that. she had the perfect life you could ask for, good grades, loving parents, great friends. she had nothi...
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BEEPING came from the hospitals monitors, a girl had laid in the soft blankets of a hospital bed as the bright white lights had woken her up. She groaned feeling the immediate pain as soon as she tried to open her eyes.
She had managed to get used to the light as she looked around her surroundings. She was hooked up to wires, a iv pole stands next to her bed, the tiny water dripping down. She looks at the beeping screen, and then she looks around the room, it was a cold night and nobody was in there but her. She saw on the counter across from her flowers and cards. She was confused, "why would there be such things for her?" A thumping pain coursed through her head.
Solaria wondered how she ended up in a hospital bed. She thought she was dead, for good. A doctor knocks softy at her door, "Good. You're awake. How you feeling?" The doctor sites next to her on a spinning chair, "How did I get here?" Ria asked the man, "Well, a couple of people had brought you in a hurry before they left. You were lucky, you hadn't lost too much blood." He smiled at the young girl. Solaria's memories came flooding like a tidal wave. The fight with Morgan, Gert's death and almost hers.
"Hey, are you okay?" He asked the girl, nothing but her hot tears coming down her cheeks as she snapped back in the real world, the guilt eating her away slowly, but surely as she replayed the scenes in her head like a broken record. Solaria sniffled, "Yeah. Just missing a few people, that's all." She lied to him, but it was a half of a truth. She doesn't know how long she's been here. The doctor checks a few more things, writing it down on his clipboard. "Okay, we're gonna do a few tests and then you're free to leave."
Well, that was somewhat good news. But the beating trauma was still there. "How long have I've been here?" Ria inquired, wondering. "Two months. You came in here with a nasty wound at the back of your head. I'm assuming you're friends saved you. It was a miracle." He smiled happily as he exits the room, closing the door behind him. That's when Ria started to sob uncontrollably. She didn't know what happened in the last month she's been in a coma. She was even more surprised that she remembered everything that happened.
She assumed that the team moved out and started their own lives and parted ways, and she would still do the same once she's out. She still wanted to live her life, and that was the first thing she was going to once she got out of here. She wondered if she got accepted into MiraCosta, her dream college, but hopes were probably crushed after she's been out for an entire month. The teen had sat there, and eyes stained red, cheeks and eyes puffy, now wondering what would happen in the future.
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THREE YEARS. It's been three full years since Ria had left the hospital. She and her friends kept in contact, she didn't keep in touch with them like she wanted to, but, people grow apart. And they definitely somewhat grew apart after what happened on the frightful night. But they still checked on each other from time to time.
