Words Never Said

Chapter 8: Hospital

"Best friend we need to get out of here, we need to take you to a hospital" Glen says, tugging me by arm.

I can't really think straight and I'm trying to analyze everything that just happened but I can't.

Maybe it's part of the whole brain mechanism thing. When your brain stops you from remembering something to keep you sane.

But I wasn't sane, I don't think I ever was, a sane person wouldn't kill anyone...

All of a sudden everything hit me; it was like watching a movie in fast forward. She's dead, I killed her.

Glen sits me down in the passenger seat and buckles my seat belt and lets out a sigh as if he were trying to soak in everything as well. He gets in the car and starts it and then I remembered about my friend

"Where is she?" looking at the last place I seen her.

"Where's who?" Glen asks giving me a confused look.

"My friend, she was with me we were hiding behind that blue Honda" pointing at the car.

"There's no one there April" he tells me rubbing my shoulder trying to comfort me.

I check my phone that was miraculously still in my pocket and in one peace and I see that I have a message from her. It says:

Hey April, when you ran to Chris and them I got to scared and I ran back to the party, I found a guy that is driving me home, I'm sorry for leaving you but I was too afraid, I hope you understand. I hope you're okay, please don't do anything dumb

I don't bother to reply and lock my screen, I look up at the ceiling of the car and let out a sigh, "humph, too late..." I said under my breath.

We arrive to the hospital and Glen helps me out of the car, the pain from the wound has lessened but it still hurt

With Glens help I stood up and saw Emergency in big bold red letters. Sure my favorite color was red but that sign and blood were surely not my favorite things.

We go inside and immediately the nurse behind the counter rushed towards me, I bet this is the most excitement she's had all night.

"I need a Gurney!" she yelled out to the other nurses. "What happened? Where are your parents? What's your name?" The questions wouldn't stop and I was starting to get dizzy from the pain and all her talking.

Glen told her that he was my best friend and he could answer all her questions and she finally left me alone. Within a few seconds I was being rushed into a room with a doctor that was prepping.

They placed an IV on my arm and assured me everything was going to be okay, that the doctor was one of the best. They kept asking me about my family and how they're like and slowly everything started to become blurry and I felt myself slowly falling asleep.

When I woke up I was in a hospital gown and in a pink room with tinker bell borders and princess stickers all over the wall, a flat screen TV mounted in the corner of the room and someone asleep on the couch in front of me, I take a look at the clock and its 6:30am no wonder they're still sleeping.

Slowly I sat up to try to see who was and I was relieved to see that it was Glen. Happy that I didn't have to wake up to an unfamiliar face, I lay back down.

Shortly after a nurse came in with the biggest smile spread across her face. I don't see how someone can like working in a hospital, it's so depressing seeing people just lay in bed not being able to move, and also it's always so cold it smells like different type of medicines.

"How are you feeling April?" she says interrupting my thoughts.

"My stomach hurts but other than that I'm fine" I tell her with a reassuring smile.

She explained to me everything the doctor did and how many stitches I have, she also told me that they contacted my parents and that they were on their way. She asked me a few personally questions and then left, leaving me in silence.

The silence didn't last very long because Glen woke up a couple minutes after.

"What are you thinking about best friend?" He asked while yawning.

"I'm trying to think of everything my parents might ask or say so that I can make up a good sto--"

"No, you better tell us the truth, no more lies from you April" my mom walked in with tears down her face and a change of clothes for me in her hands.

Beside her were my dad and my brother. My dad had a serious face as always, I don't think he has any other facial expressions. My brother's face looked puffy but I couldn't tell whether it was because he'd been crying or because he got woken up too early.

Glen got up, stood next to me and held my hand while I explained to them everything that happened and everything I did. I tried to make it extremely clear that it was no one's fault but my own.

Knowing my parents they were going to try to blame anyone but me, they'll make up some excuse like I got peer pressured or bullied into sneaking out and going to the party.

After I was done telling them exactly what happened they looked scared and disappointed. That's a horrible combination because that was the last thing I wanted them to feel towards me, disappointment. I hate letting the people I care about down, it makes me want to crawl under a rock and stay there till eternity.

But even though they felt that way they told me they were going to be by my side no matter what happened.

After a few weeks in the hospital I was released but the things I was allowed to do was minimum. For a few days all I did was watch television, eat and sleep. I didn't let anyone come over except for Glen because I didn't want anyone to know. Either way I didn't get any calls or text from people asking to come or inviting me places. My parents were very attentive throughout those days.

About 2 weeks of being home I was extremely bored and awake because of all the sleeping I've been doing. On a Friday night I didn't sleep at all, I had insomnia so I stayed up watching movies on Netflix, some which I regret watching because they were just down right awful. Around 8am on Saturday I decided to get up and make myself something to eat because my stomach was growling, everyone was still asleep so I tip toed into the kitchen.

RING RING, RING RING

Midway into stirring the eggs the phone rang, I thought about just letting it ring but the sound of the house phone ringing was really starting to annoy me so I picked it up and answered.

"Hello?" I talking into the phone

"Hello is you the mother of April Flores?" asked the woman on the line.

"No, I am April, my parents are still asleep" I tell her.

She tells me that she need to talk to my parents and to tell them to give her a call back using the same number she called. She didn't tell me why she needed to talk to them or who she was, all I knew was that it had to do with me and lately anything that had my name in it wasn't good.

Around 10am my parents woke up and a said good morning and told them about the women who called. They ate their breakfast and my mom called the lady back.

They were on the phone for a pretty long time and it was beginning to make me nerves.

When she finally got off the phone with her she walked up to me and told me to sit next to her the couch. I sat on the edge as far from she as possible and she began to talk.

She told me that I had to appear in court, I can't really remember everything she told me because my heart beat was so loud I could barely hear what she was saying. I just know that it was in 5 days from today.

6 days later...

The court hearing was yesterday and it was the scariest day of my life, even more scary then that night when, well you know what happened. I didn't go to jail and I didn't get press with any charges. They said that everything I did was in self-defense which is partially true.