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WHAT DO YOU MEAN GRANDMOTHER!? I HAVE NO GRANDMOTHER! Well.. not that I know of. Mom never said I had one. She never even mentioned anything about her own mother.
I look over to the clock above the door.

6 AM

God damn it. It's still so early. I hate everything about this. The city was badly damaged during the incident. Now that I think about it, our town was just right next to the city center. That means our town could be destroyed too! AND OUR HOUSE IS THERE! WHAT IF IT'S GONE!? NO! STOP OVER THINKING EVERYTHING! CALM DOWN DAMN IT. Calm down..

Now I know who is paying for all of this besides the insurance company. It's my grandmother, isn't it? I'm not saying that I don't appreciate it or the "get well soon" flowers, but where is she? I have so many questions! Why is everything so terrible suddenly. It's early in the morning, I feel terrible, I lost my arm, I lost my eye, I LOST MY MOM! I'M MISERABLE AND ALL ALONE AGAIN!

I layed back down sideways on the bed and got under the covers. I curled up into a small ball as I gripped my chest and breathed heavily. I'm holding back tears again, but this time out of pure frustration. I don't deserve for it to be this way. I have already suffered so much before.. All the abuse and neglect. It's just not fair...

After a while of crying to myself, I got tired again and fell asleep. I woke up with salt covering my face. The blanket wasn't even covering me entirely. Ugh my head hurts. What time is it now?

7:24

That's better than 6 in the morning right? I'm pretty sure it's breakfast time or something like that. But honestly, I don't feel very hungry. In fact, I feel kinda sick. I stretched my arms, or at least I tried. I only got one after all. I look into the mirror next to me again.

"Huh, the sharp teeth and the marking under my eye look actually quite cool."

"I look like someone who listens to rock and metal."

Damn, I like my new look, but how do I explain myself. Do I just say it's makeup? No no, that doesn't explain the teeth. I guess they'll just have to believe that I woke up this way. I look back to the flowers and gently touch them. They are cold like snow. But they are soft and comforting.

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I look at the flowers with my eyes half closed. I'm spaced out now. These flowers have a funny name. I always forgot what they were called. Star.. Flowers.. Je-

Star Jelly Flowers!

That's right! That's what they are called. Star Jelly Flowers. I can't help but crack a smile at that name. I've always wondered why they are called that. Mom used to say that she once knew but couldn't remember. I lay back down on my back on the bed with the covers just below my chest and my arm on top. I'm starting to get kind of bored and even.. feel lonely again. I was about to look back at the clock when suddenly the door opened.

"Tricia!?"

My eyes widened at the sight. It was Sasha! It's really him, my best friend! He looked at me with pure devastation and shock, holding back tears. I sat up to greet him better as he ran towards me and hugged me tight, now sitting on the bed beside me.

"I'm sorry.." He said in a shaky voice, trying to keep himself together.

"I'm so sorry..."

He said again. His voice getting shakier as he hugged me tighter while quietly sobbing with his head on my shoulder. All I could do was try and hug him back with one arm and try to calm him down by gently rubbing his back up and down with the only hand I have. But it kind of made it worse. I feel bad for him. It seems that he didn't really get hurt during the incident. Well, not like me anyway. If I were to see my best friend who I knew for 2 years with an amputated arm, I would be sad about it too. I wish he didn't have to see me this way..

"Tricia, I'm so so sorry.."

He kept apologizing for some reason. But-

"I don't understand. Why are you apologizing, Sasha?" I asked as I worry.

That was the moment where he completely broke down in tears.

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