Intersecting Lines

Chapter 4

                When Alex left, I stayed in the rooftop. This is where I almost ended my life last night. Although this is reality that I am experiencing now, everything feels so surreal. I am actually thankful for Alex, even if I didn't get to tell him a while ago. It's actually a breath of fresh air to be talking to someone who weirdly understands you. I remain seated in my wheelchair feeling the soft wind brush against my fingertips and finally feeling love for life that I think I lost.

"Ms. Sophie Park." I hear a woman's voice call my name and I gradually open my eyes to see a woman in white, probably a nurse, "Dr. Mills wants to talk to you." She finished her sentence and I nod in return. She started pushing me into motion and we rode the elevator going to the 7th floor. When we were out, we pass by the ward and my mind starts to drift off to my mom. What is she doing or is she worrying about where I went after I told her that I need to go. As much as I want to talk to her again, I can't. I don't know, I don't hate her but I just don't think that I can talk to her the way we talked before the freaking accident happened. I just feel like the world robbed me off of something and somehow, someway I want to rob something off of the world too. And maybe, this is how I do it. I remember what Alex told me about everyone being scared and it just depends how we all handle it – this is how I handle mine.

We turned left on the corridor by the 7th floor lounge. Honestly speaking, I like that place. It smells like coffee and it feels so cozy to be there. Like, that's the place where people could talk about everything and nothing at the same time. But the sad truth is that's the place where family members usually discuss things—if they should give up on their loved one, should they keep the machines going to prolong his life and other things concerning the decision of the whole family. That's the place where everyone arrives at the same conclusion that maybe it's all over and it should've been over a long time ago. That's the sad truth.

We reached Dr. Mills' clinic and the nurse opened the door for me as she wheeled me in. She went out after she got me settled inside.

"Good afternoon Sophie." Dr. Mills greeted me and she looks like she's got good news for me. It's a little past 2 in the afternoon. I greeted her back and I somehow managed a smile.

"I would like to tell you a great news." She began, "the result of your most recent x-ray showed that the bones in your legs and the muscles in your thighs began to drastically heal. I guess this is because your mom is keeping you healthy." She gives me a wide smile. The smile that shows you how pleased she is that finally another patient is getting better and I just nod. She continued to speak. Something about my bones that my science teacher probably explained and discussed to us and it's something that I used to know but as the years go by I slowly forgot. I think that it's enough to know that you need bones in your body and the strongest of them is located in your leg. It's called femur. It is the bone that mainly supports your weight when you walk, run or stand. You don't really need to know the name of each and every bone. You just have to know that like all things; bones break.

I look over Dr. Rebecca's shoulder and I saw a picture of, I guess, is her family. They have a dog, it's a corgi. In the picture, they look so happy. Dr. Mills look so happy. She has her arms around her husband and she was leaning her head on his shoulder while their daughter hugs their corgi beside her father. They're in the midst of a perfect meadow and for a moment it looks like I'm staring at a movie poster for a summer family movie. My mind gives me flashback of mom and dad before he cheated on her. I briefly close my eyes and try to gather myself together to listen to her.

"Two months from now, we'll remove the cast on your left leg and I will allow you to be discharged then. But, you have to come back here for therapy, it's only on Saturdays and Sundays so you can still study at home. I heard you're homeschooled. Your mom knows about this already. I just thought that I had to tell you the good news myself." She nodded at me and gave me a wide smile. So this is actually good news. I wonder why mom never told me about it this morning. She usually tells me if there's a drastic change with my healing process. So, I don't know why she didn't tell it to me this time.