𝟟𝟚 ℍ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕓𝕖𝕣𝔼𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟

Day 2

I wake up to the alarm clock "screaming" in my ears.

I got up and brushed my teeth, I looked in the mirror, a tall boy with the damn freckles I inherited from my father.

My cell phone vibrates on the sink. It was Aunt Marlowe. Why was she calling? I don't know, but if she was going to call on a Friday morning, her nephew who she doesn't even like very much, she had to answer, either it was a bad thing... or... it was a very bad thing.

punish at the sink and in the service.

-Aunt? –I asked suspiciously.

There was a huge silence on our line, a silence with solutions, she was crying.

-Aunt? –I repeat, because she was already worried –What happened?

–Aaron –she speaks with difficulty –Ethan and Amaya...–They were my parents' names, at the time I went into shock, tears ran down my face, but she hadn't even finished her speech.

–...he had an accident–she pauses–Aaron, I don't know what happened, but they are at the hospital in your city.–She breathes, trying to calm down–I need you to go there, for me– she sniffles – for them.

She disconnects the call.

I was alarmed, I started crying, I wanted my aunt to go because it would be very difficult for me, but she lived in another country, so she couldn't.

I gathered my strength, put on a black sweatshirt and put on my sneakers.

Before leaving I looked in the mirror, I was pale and my eyes were red.

I left the house and got into the elevator.

I ran past Brandon, the doorman, who asked:

–Where are you going in such a hurry?

As I ran, the sound of my voice was muffled.

–Hospital-I say and continue at my pace.

I ran to the D'Oasis hospital, which was the one in my city.

I entered and went to the reception.

–Ethan and Amaya Lowens – I say breathlessly – I'm their son, Aaron Davis Lowens – I swallow hard – And my name.

She looks at the computer and says:

–Do you have a legal guardian? Entry without a guardian is not permitted. - she says.

I laughed.

-You are kidding? –I said in a serious tone –I just said that my parents are in one of your rooms and you ask if I have a legal guardian?–I look fixedly at her who says: –Please

Sir, I cannot tolerate you disrespecting me like this, if you continue I will get you out of here!

I smile at her, I'm running out of patience, I put my money on the counter and say:

–Just tell me where my parents' damn room is –I close my eyes–please.

–But sir...–I interrupted

-Oh my God! Is it so difficult for you to tell me a room number!? And that's what I asked of you, that's all I want.

–Ah, man!302! Prepare! -She screams.

I run out of there and think, damn, she didn't tell me where to walk!"

People no longer do what needs to be done, they are ignorant.

Get in the elevator, I was tired. I press floor 4, because I imagine that's where you are, 302.

When the door opens, I walk slowly.

"299...300...302! On target!" I think.

I stop in front of the door and get ready, wipe off the sweat and fix my pants.

I knock twice before entering and a nurse comes out shaking her head.

Enter and see a moving scene.

My mother sitting on the bed and my father adorned in another bed.

My mother had several bruises on her body and her eye was probably pierced by a part of the vehicle.

My father was swollen and pale.

I wanted to cry, but I held back the tears.

–Or mom – I say and my voice comes out shaky – How are you?

She opens her arms slowly.

I go towards her, giving her a long hug.

–Much better son!much better!–she smiles weakly, her lips dry and pale and her teeth yellow.

I talked to her for a bit and got the courage to ask her what had happened.

From what I understand, they fought because my father didn't want to pay the pension, because they fought, my father lost control and overturned the car.

He was in a vegetative state after the accident.

I stay there until my mother goes to sleep, because of the medicine she took earlier.

I looked at my cell phone and saw that it was already 12:37 pm.

I got up and the nurse opened the door.

–visiting hours are over.–she says

–I'm leaving now, thank you! – I smile at her, who after two minutes returns with a cart with what is probably my parents' lunch.

In my father's case, he ate through a tube.

I left the room and called Aunt Marlowe, who answered desperately.

-How are they? –he asks breathlessly.

–My mother lost an eye and my father is in a vegetative state...–I hear sobbing.

-Oh my God! How horrible – she exclaims – may God take care of Ethan and my sister, and protect them so that nothing bad gets in their way!

After we talk a little more, I hang up the phone.

One day I spend the seven wonders with Celine and the next I almost lose my parents.

When I passed room 300, I saw a girl who looked familiar. She must have been around 6.7 years old, more or less...

The elevator door opens and Celine is outside. She enters by pressing number 5.

I smiled dryly at the same thing.

-Hey! –She says excitedly. –What are you doing here?

I explained to her the story of my parents, who had one..... let's say... normal.

-Wow! I'm sorry, Aaron! – She pulls me into a comfortable hug, I smell the lilies from her perfume and the likely lavender smell from her clothes.

As much as I didn't want to, my eyes weren't willing to hold back the tears.

That's why I cried there in the elevator, in Celine's arms.

I asked what she was doing there, but she just said that a relative was sick and that it was no big deal.

I thought it was strange, I even asked her if she wanted to visit him, but she said she didn't need to because whatever he needed could wait.

I suspected it, but it was my word against Celine's.