love, always

Chapter 26...the last chapter...

“I guess I might as well get it over with eh?”

I guess.

“As quickly as possible, no messing,”

Agreed.

“Okay, well after the whole ‘dad’ thing, you were on your own in the house for about two weeks, I kept ringing, I kept ringing the doorbell but you never answered! I was the only one who knew that the body found belonged to you. So no-one could look after you because no-one knew. I had no idea what you were doing in there for a full two weeks because I haven’t spoken to you properly after your dad. And that’s because, one night about 10 o’clock someone broke into your house,”

And there’s me thinking it was going to be a happier ending.

Obviously not.

“They broke into your house, stole your possessions, trashed the place and beat you up - knocked you unconscious, you had quite a nasty knock on your head, because we couldn’t wake you up properly, and that’s when you came here, to where you are...there, that was quickly wasn’t it!”

Ugh, so I got beat up and now I’m here? But WHERE IS HERE?

“Do you even know where you are Haley?”

Haven’t a foggiest.

“You’re in hospital. In a hospital bed. In a coma.”

Beep, beep, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

That was the worst experience of my life - believe me.

It’s a few months later now, and I’m fine thank god, and not only am I fine...I’m happy too, I’m happy.

After she first told me I was in coma I could feel myself sweating and there was a constant ringing in my head for about 5 minutes until I realised what she actually meant. I was in a coma.

At that point, it all made sense, like all the pieces of a puzzle suddenly fitting together and forming the bigger picture. I had no clue why I didn’t see it before. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t talk and I couldn’t move. All I could do was think and listen. Of course, it had to be a coma!

Only it hit me like a bombshell, seriously. I think it was about another 5 minutes thinking everything through, the whole story. I relived again in 5 minutes, and that’s when I finally got it. And that’s also when I opened my eyes.

I opened my eyes, properly! It felt so good, I could see Zan, and her short red hair with black dip died ends and nose piercing with an extremely long nose. That’s when it all came flooding back to me, the memory of it all, not just what Zan had told me, but everything, filling me up. Reaching the tips of my fingers and every strand of hair and every thought was completely taken over by memory. Real memory. And amongst all the horror I now had in me I couldn’t help smiling. Even though I knew it was all true, no matter how hard I tried not to believe it.

But I had done it, I had woken from my coma, I was okay! But Zan didn’t smile back, she kept looking right through me, I guess she was still shocked. And then I did something amazing, I got up and walked, pulling all the tubes and stuff off me that were stuck to me, and I walked perfectly. Then on the table, I saw it, the letter from my Dad, and at the end I read it ‘love always’ that made me smile, I don’t know why it just did.

But then that’s when it started getting a little strange. Zan spoke. She spoke and she said to me “Come on Haley, I’ve told you everything, now wake up!”

That was odd, I thought! I was up, and when I turned to see her I got the shock of my life.

I was still in the bed. I saw myself; I was still there in the hospital bed, with all the tubes and stuff. With Zan talking to me, holding my hand.

What?

I didn’t think it was possible and I was shocked to a standstill.

I was there, but I was here too. I walked over to her-me. I touched my shoulder but I couldn’t feel anything. I looked at my hand then. I looked at my hand and I saw right through it. I saw right through my hand, as if it wasn’t there and yet I knew it was. I could see the outline of it slightly. I didn’t realise what was going on until everything started fading...fading...fading.

But it’s fine now, me and my family.

Remember when I said I was happy? Remember when I said I was okay?

Me and my family.

That’s right...you guessed it.

I never said I was happy in life. I never said I was okay in living. I never said anything about being alive.

I’m okay now though.

I’m with my family.

Me and my family.

I'm with my family.