The only one

Chapter 14

Nurse Daniella wouldn't leave the room, and I was thankful for that. The longer she stayed, the more annoyed my mother would get. I knew for a fact that she wouldn't be staying overnight. She would need to get back home and do "stuff". She came at around four o'clock and now it was six thirty. She would definitely have to leave soon.

She got up indicating that she was about to leave.

"Lira I have to go now sweetie, I'll see you soon" she chirped in her kindest voice and with that, she hugged me. I hated when she did that. She would always be so "nice" to me around other people, but I could see right through her.

"I love you m-mom" I stuttered nervously, but I wasn't lying at all.

She looked at me shocked, then there was a second where I could see pain in her dark brown eyes, it almost looked like guilt. That was when I understood everything that had happened and why she had done the things she did. Then she immediately turned around and rushed out of the room.

There was a sudden moment of silence.

"Well, I thought she would never leave!" Stated the nurse. She told me she had to go and with that, she left.

But I couldn't believe what I had just realized about my mother.

She was like me.

But after what just happened, I have no doubt that she will never hurt me again. When I saw her eyes and she caught my gaze, there was a connection that I could feel, everything else disappeared in the moment. I didn't blame her for anything she did.

Then I remembered that I had to talk to Marcus.

I pulled out my phone and tapped on the iMessage icon, then texted Marcus.

"Hey, I can talk now" I typed, then hit send. I put my phone down next to me, but to my surprise, my phone's text tone sounded in less that a minute. As if he had been waiting for me to text him.

"Okay so that whole 'I don't care about your problems' thing didn't happen" I read. I reread the whole thing a few times so I could understand what he was saying.

And then I comprehended the situation, I finally got it.

I was dreaming.

It was the only thing that made sense. I never left the hospital, and I had been sleeping most of the time. Instantaneously, I felt terrible for what I had done to Marcus.

Why was he still being so nice to me after all of the things I've said and done?

"OMG I am so sorry" I rapidly typed.

He began typing right away.

"No don't be sorry, it's completely fine" he answered.

"No I really really really feel terrible" I replied.

"I don't want you to be upset, it's okay" he texted back.

Then I realized that he had been here, in the hospital, this morning, and it was Monday, meaning, he skipped school.

"Can I call you?" I asked.

This was turning into a conversation, and it would be a lot easier for him if we could just talk.

"No I'm sorry, I can't talk on the phone" he replied making me feel embarrassed that I asked. But as if he read my mind he sent something else saying,

"Don't feel bad, I want to talk to you but I can't"

I let out a breath of air, calming down a little bit. I wanted to ask something else, but I didn't want to seem nosy, but my curiosity got the best of me.

"Why couldn't you come back today?" I asked, typing slowly.

This took him a while to answer, because he read it, but he didn't start typing for another two minutes, as if he was thinking of how he should word his answer.

"You have your secrets and I have mine, but maybe one day you'll share yours and I'll share mine" he sent back.

Then he began typing again

"Listen, I have to go, I can't visit you again in the hospital but I'll see you in school soon. bye" he said.

What he said made my stomach flip. What did he have as his secret or secrets? I knew that there was something, and I knew that I was going to find out.

Why couldn't he come to the hospital? He made it more interesting for me to be here.

I pressed on the home button on my phone, checking the time, the clock read 1:07 am. We had been talking for a long time.

Slowly I drifted off to sleep, curled up in a little ball with my covers that were protecting me from the world around me.
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The next morning, I woke up to a nurse taking all the wires out of me. It was a different nurse, that I hadn't seen before. I guess Nurse Daniella didn't work on Tuesday's.

"What's going on" I sleepily mumbled to the nurse.

"Your going back home today" said the nurse cheerfully. She was WAY too happy. I didn't know I was leaving today. I didn't even know why I was here.

Wait why am I here?

I'll ask Marcus later.

I got up, changed and left.

Once I got back home, nobody was there. It was ten in the morning so my mom and dad had already gone to work, and they wouldn't be coming back until later tonight.

I automatically ran to my room and took my guitar out of its case and began strumming and singing for who knows how long. I got some things to eat, I watched some Netflix and ate a bunch of food.

At about four o'clock, I decided to text Marcus.

"Hey can I ask you a question" I typed.

But there was no answer.

He read it.

But still no answer.

Then after about ten minutes,

He called me.

His voice was weak and helpless. He sounded like he was about to cry and he seemed to be in horrific pain and it sounded like he has to force the word out. As he said the four words, his voice cracked,

"Please come help me"