Only Love's Fool

"So how do you feel?" Dr Evans asked.

"Fine" I shrugged. What was there to feel bad about?

"You do understand what happened don't you?" He said gently. I nodded. I understood for the most part. Neurological Visual Impairment. It wasn't hard to figure out what happened. I made a stupid mistake. Riding a motorcycle without a helmet after a couple of lessons from your 'bad boy' boyfriend was a very stupid idea. I must have crashed. I think the brakes stopped working.

" So, to put it bluntly your cortical blindness was caused by the blunt trauma of your motorcycle accident. Your case is extremely rare as there are no other neurological deficits..." The Dr droned and I couldn't bare anymore. He said something about it being hard to tell if it was permanent or temporary but it was probably permanent.

"When am I getting discharged?" I whispered. It was painful to think that the moment I walked out of the hospital my life would change forever.

"Your father will be here to pick you up in 2 minutes." He replied. It sounded like he was gathering some papers, I guess he was leaving. "I'm sorry I have to leave you unattended but I'm already late for my 4:00 appointment." And with that he was gone. Whatever it wasn't like I couldn't look after myself for two minutes. While waiting I found myself thinking about Scott, he hadn't even visited me once. I tried to convince myself it was because he felt guilty, but deep down I just knew...

" Hayley!" Dad called. I'd recognise his voice anywhere, even if I was deaf. It was that distinctive.

"Hey dad!" I cried. I missed him so much. "What day is it?"

"September 14th." he replied. "You've been in a coma for a month."

"Oh." I sighed. I was exhausted. A month. I slept away most of the summer holidays. Fun.

" So, the head teacher wants you to come in early on Monday to talk to you about something." Dad said.

"Oh really?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Well I'm pretty tired so I think I'll go to sleep, goodnight." I yawned.

"A-are you s-sure, it-it's midday..." He stuttered.

"Yeah well." I shrugged, standing up. Almost immediately he was at my side helping me up.

"Want me to help you up?"

"No I'm fine, I've lived here my whole life, I'll be fine." I lied.

"O-ok!" I slowly walked towards my left, waving my arms out in front of me. Then I turned right when I reached the doorway and headed towards the stairs. Finding my room wasn't hard after that, second door on the right. I sighed as I felt myself sink into the bed.

"Hey Hales." He whispered.

"Scott." I breathed. Why was he here?

"I came to see you, your dad let me in."

"When?"

Before he left to pick you up."

Why didn't you visit me?" I felt myself getting shaky now.

"I felt... Guilty." He muttered. I laughed. Guilty?

"I bet you did, well as you can SEE I'm fine."

"God, I'm sorry Hales, this is all my fault." Of course it was his fault. If only he hadn't asked me if I wanted to ride his motorcycle, if only I'd said no, if only I'd worn a helmet. This wouldnt have happened. If only... "I'm sorry Hales." He repeated wiping away the tears that were now freely cascading down my face.

"Whatever, just leave." I wailed.

"Hales don't be like that, please?" He begged.

"Just leave!" I yelled. The sound of glass breaking against the wall silenced us both. I don't know what I'd thrown but obviously I missed my target.

"Alright, I'll go." He sighed. The door slammed shut and I broke into hysterical tears and wailed for what felt like hours, releasing all of the emotions that I'd kept inside for a month. Finally, my wails turned into sobs and my sobs turned into quiet sniffing until I'd fallen asleep.

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