Part 13 - COVID

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Laid alone in this bed, listening to the banging of the bed being built in the next room, a loneliness hits me. I'd never felt lonely with Charles but in this moment I just wish my Dad was back home, a cuddle from him would make everything feel ok, even if it were just for a minute.

I'm confused with everything going on with Charles, but also confused and now growing concerned at the fact my Dad hadn't responded to any calls or messages for 2 days now.

Receiving no response yesterday I thought he may have somehow been able to find a way to travel and that's why I wasn't getting a response, but the more time that passes the more my worry grows.

I call again, no response.

Message -
Hi Dad, let me know you're ok please I am getting worried - missing you here and can't wait for you to get home x

A short time passes, my phone rings.

"Hello is this Miss Lilly Walker?"

- "Yes, who is speaking please?"

"Hi I'm calling from St. David's medical centre Austin TX, we have Mr James Walker here as a patient on our COVID ward and have found your contact details as next of kin."

My heart sinks.

It didn't even cross my mind that he could have gotten sick over there, I can't even speak for a moment on the phone as my whole body goes into shock.

"is, is he okay?" the only words that manage to escape my lips.

"He is stable at the moment, but has been placed on a ventilation support machine due to the severity of his symptoms."

The phone drops from the grip of my hand and I burst into tears, I just don't know what to do, I'm so overwhelmed with emotion right now it's all too much. He's on the other side of the world and I can't get to him, he can't get here - I feel completely helpless, the thought of him struggling and alone in a strange place just makes me erupt with more tears.

The door swings open and Charles enters the room, he must have heard me crying.

C: "There's really no need to cry like this over what's happened, we shouldn't of crossed the line, but come on."

I almost snap my neck turning to look at him so quickly, feeling my tears turn to anger. With as much strength as I think I've ever gathered I run at him and just scream pushing him again and again out of the  bedroom door and locking it behind him.

I completely lost it.

He doesn't speak to me all day, then comes to tell me that my feelings aren't valid? These tears aren't for him.

I'm hurting and confused over what had happened between Charles and I, but that was at the back of my mind right now when all I could think about was what I was going to do about my Dad.

All I can do is start googling what I can do, I need to find a solution and keep busy to stop my mind from spinning out of control.

So far all I've found out is the boarders are completely closed for anyone without a negative Covid test taken on both departure and landing, and that's just for Europe.

As far as I can see the US have completely closed their boarders and there's no way of me getting into the country - and there's certainly no way of him getting out.

Banging on the door.
"Let me in please Lil."

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