Elvira's Letters

Chapter 10

The flight to our country passed very smoothly. We had no problems at the airport this time. It made me very happy. We found our car in the parking lot and got in. It was night. Felicia started the engine and we set off from the airport. We really wanted to be home. The holidays were great, but the only thing we dreamed about at that moment was our apartment. The night was dark but starry.
Look what a beautiful night. - Felicia said.
I agree. BE CAREFUL! - I screamed in panic.
A dispelled truck was coming straight at us. Felicia had no time to turn. There was a bang. That's the only thing I remember from this event. I woke up in the hospital. Everything hurt me. Most left leg. I lifted the hospital blanket to see what had happened. I saw that I had stitches on my left leg, it was also stiffened. A doctor entered the room.
W-what happened...? I - asked in pain.
You guys had an accident. You underwent surgery after breaking the femur and your friend ... well ... paralysis of the lower limbs occurred. I'm sorry .. - replied the doctor.
Should my leg hurt so much? I asked, practically writhing in pain.
It should not. Apparently the drugs stopped working. We'll give you a new dose. - replied the man.
As he said so he did. It was then that it began to dawn on me what had happened. I was in the hospital with my best friend. I had a broken leg and she was paralyzed. I realized Felicia would probably never get back on her feet again. She will be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. I cried. Felicia woke up. She asked me the same thing I asked the doctor. She was in shock. She couldn't remember anything at all. Me too with the rest. Still, we knew it couldn't get any worse. After some time, they released us from the hospital. My leg was getting better, but both my and Felicia's well-being was getting worse. I couldn't watch her suffer. After all, she still had so much ahead of her. She wasn't old. She was not even 35 years old. She could do so many things. Surfing the waves of the ocean... It was her biggest dream. Her birthday was fast approaching and I had just lost Felicia's gift. I wanted to give her a voucher for a surf course. I got even sadder. Eventually our lives turned upside down. Feliciya fell into a kind of lethargy. She practically only slept, ate little, and was visibly moody. I missed Felicia, whose mouth never shut. The worst part was that I couldn't help her. My presence couldn't help her. Which made me wonder if she was going to set me up. After all, she could play nice and loving and then get rid of me. I kept both feet on the ground. After all, Felicia might want to do something to me. In fact, physical fitness limited a lot in her case, but it can always work on the psyche. She used to be a therapist, after all, so she knew about these things. Yet she seemed completely helpless. She was on the couch most of the time. she didn't cry. She didn't have the strength for it. She stared blindly at one point. Her eyes didn't move. They seemed paler than usual. Devoid of any sparkle. It was a very sad sight. Still, my sympathy somehow disappeared.
Elvira ... I ... - Felicja said breathless
Yes? - I asked.
I can't take this anymore.. I have to tell you something.. I've been giving you medication for quite some time... but now I can't do it. - she said with contrition in her voice.
WHAT!? How could you!? - I shouted.
Understand.. it was for your own good. See what you've achieved! You've learned to trust yourself, and me too. It's a success! - Feliciya answered desperately.
At that moment you lost that trust! - I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I was tormented by negative emotions. Felicia kept doing things against my will. Perhaps Marjorie's divorce was an excuse for Feliciya to control me even more. How could she! I trusted her and she gave me some drugs without my consent! I stood up, grabbed my long leather coat, and just left. I slammed the door. Let Felicia know I'm very nervous. It was pouring rain, so I put on my coat. I didn't know what to do with myself, so I decided to just move on. After all, I had nothing better to do. I passed by many shops. More or less fancy. My attention was caught by a shop where a Gucci handbag was on display. I went inside to check it out. I was really delighted. The details and quality! Well, just wow! However, the price blew me off the board. Although I managed to find a job some time ago, I was unable to spend 2500 euro on a handbag.
Mommy look what a soaked bitch! - giggled some spoiled girl.
Hi! Listen kid. You won't call me that! The fact that my designer leather coat is a bit wet does not give you the right to use such words! - I really got angry.
Why are you yelling at my poor girl!? - the girl's mother interjected aggressively.
Your daughter called me a bitch! - I shouted back.
Impossible! Mary doesn't even know those words! right daughter? - said the woman.
Yes mommy. This lady is just jealous that I look better than me! haha! - the girl laughed.
I? Jealous? phew. I have everything you can dream of, child. And I have dozens of such bags in my hand at my house. - I replied meanly.
Oh yeah? Then why did you come here if you don't need anything from here anymore? I mean, that's what I'm deducing from your words. - the girl replied.
I came here for lipstick. I said slightly flustered.
I quickly looked around the store and walked over to the cosmetics rack. I crossed myself when I saw their prices, but decided I had to buy some so I wouldn't look like an idiot. I quickly dabbed the tester on my hand to check the color. I found one that fits me. I went to the cash register and gritted my teeth. 45 euro for a lipstick.. A crime in broad daylight. Despite the price, I bought this lipstick. I immediately took it out of the box and put it on my lips. I did this as I walked past a shocked mother and daughter. Checkmate!