Something New

For Better Or Worse - Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Nara's POV

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The first thing I did was call Masie and Mason. They sounded extremely worried, but they said they would come to the hospital right away. I hung up the phone and laid back down on the bed. Wires and tubes were attached to various parts of my body.

I looked around at the white walls of the hospital room and began to cry.

"Why, Hannah? Why you?" I whispered in tears. "It just wasn't fair!" I started to yell.

Anger build up inside me as I cried. I took my pillows and chucked them across the room and started to pull at my IVs. The nurse came running in and tried to calm me down. She hugged onto me tight as I fought back in tears. Once I finally calmed down, she let me go and brought me a large plate of food.

I scarfed down the food in about five minutes. I hadn't slept all night, but I guess the number of times I passed out gave me some rest. I stared out the window consumed in my thoughts.

Hannah was my best friend. She was all I had besides Masie and Mason. And I lost her to Cancer. She was only 17. She was my hero. It wasn't fair.

I still remembered each day with her so clearly. I remember meeting Rhett & Link in the hospital that day. She was so happy and full of life. After that day she was never that happy again. I loved those guys, but clearly they weren't the people I thought they were.

See, before they left completely, I overheard them in the hall talking to Hannah's mom and doctor. Rhett and Link promised they would be in contact and would carry out any wishes that Hannah and her mom had. They didn't keep that promise.

Hannah's Cancer got worse and worse and I slowly watched her fade away. There was nothing that her doctors could do for her and her mom was trying to cope with the fact that she would be losing the thing that mattered most to her. Nearly three years ago I watched her pass away one day after my birthday. She held on for me.

Rhett and Link were contacted when we knew Hannah had no hope left. They said they would be coming to see her again. They never showed up. A week later, Hannah died. They were also contacted about attending her funeral. They never answered back or showed up.

This mad me so mad that I sort of had a mental break and ended up in a hospital. I cursed them everyday. Their very names made me sick. I sold the signed merch I had got from them and gave it to Hannah's mother to pay for her expenses. Then for some reason I met the Neal and McLaughlin kids a year later.

My hate might have lessened because of my growing love for the kids, but I still resent ever meeting them. I felt that their rapid fame made them change a lot and I hated that. And somehow i'm here in the hospital because I was hit by a car after saving one of their kids' life. I swear I don't know if them coming into my life is for better or worse, but at the moment i'm going to guess that it is for the worse.

Masie and Mason finally showed up. They didn't seem as worried as I thought they would be.

"Are you okay, honey?" Masie touched my head.

"I'm fine." I shrugged.

I didn't really know what to say or do so I just sat there in silence. They went to the side and started whispering to each other. I caught bits and pieces of what they were saying.

"We can't pay for this." Mason said to Masie.

I didn't quite get why they would say that because the shelter usually takes care of anything like that.

The morning came and I was released. I was sore and had a bruised leg and hip, but I could still walk. I told Masie and Mason that I was going to go on a detour before I went back to the alley. They hugged onto me tightly and said they loved me very much. I thought the level of their affection towards me was odd, but I just went with it. I skated carefully the other way hoping to clear my mind a bit. I ran my tongue across the cut on the side of my mouth. I replayed the moment that the car struck me over and over.

I came around the corner where a video shop was. There was this huge flat screen that you could see through the window, so I stopped to check what was on. The news program was playing. Then I recognized a familiar face. It was mine. Apparently, someone had gotten a video of the accident from yesterday. I cringed as I watched myself get hit by the car. The headline was "mysterious skater girl saves young boy from being hit".

"So clever." I scoffed.

I kept watching as I zoomed past the camera with Rhett and Link chasing after me in the background. The video stopped on a freeze frame of my face.

"Oh no." I skated away in a rush.

I pulled my hoodie over my head and skated straight to the alley. I really was just worried about people recognizing me. I got back to the tent, but Masie and Mason weren't there. I went inside to find only my blanket and stuff inside. On top of my stuff was a letter and a box. I opened up the letter first.

It read:

Dear Nara,

We don't know where to start or how to even say this so we decided to write it instead. We have left town. Mason was offered a job in San Diego and we needed to leave right away to make it in time. We can't apologize enough for just leaving without telling you, but at least we had the chance to hug you and tell you we loved you back at the hospital. We know that you will be just fine because you are so strong, smart, and talented. We left you your savings. It's about $2,500 that we have secretly been saving for you for a rainy day. We hope that you use it wisely. Please don't come after us. Your life is there in LA and we want you to succeed. Keep in mind that this isn't goodbye forever. It's simply a "see you later". We sold the phone for a little extra money so you won't be able to call us, but don't worry, we will call you soon as possible. We love you so much, Nara.

Sincerely,

Masie and Mason

I reached down and pulled the box open. Inside, the money was stacked nicely under a pocket knife, lighter, and flashlight. I took everything out of the the box and put it into my pockets.

I tried to form words, but instead tears flowed out of my eyes and a wave of anger flowed over me. I stood up and punched the side of the building. Felt no pain. I gathered the rest of the stuff they left me and skated away.

I wiped my tears as I skated low to avoid attention. I knew that I had to see the kids, but I wasn't sure if I should let them see me like this. I stopped midway down the street and turned around. I don't want them to worry. I mean they are only kids. But at the same time I kinda am too. I climbed back into the tent and cried myself to sleep. At least it wasn't the first time.

I guess I was truly alone now.