Just like you - 911 fanfiction

021 - Quiet for just a moment

The next day soon came and I slept pretty well, the best I've slept in a while actually. Waking up at 3pm was definitely my wake up call to fix my sleep schedule though, it was surprising that my mom didn't wake me up earlier. I would've expected her to, usually when she has work and I don't she'll come in here to let me know she's leaving. Today, she didn't do that. It's fine though, I was still upset at her. Suicidal? She really thinks I would do that to them?

It hurt.

I was angry and taken aback by that stupid statement of hers.

Then stop acting like it.

I could hear the words echoing throughout my mind. They weren't going anywhere either, I just wanted to punch her in that smug face of hers. Okay maybe not smug, that concerned, disappointed, angry, face of hers.

I shouldn't be thinking like that though. But I couldn't help it.

"Ugh."

A groan escaped my lips as I pushed away the punching bag, it swung back pretty hard snd hit me right in the back. Out of anger I couldn't help but roundhouse kick the bag in return as if it meant to hit me on purpose.

I couldn't put myself into my work, so I put myself into boxing. I hadn't been at peace in this garage for a minute, and I'm still not at peace.

I had a list of things to get done today though so thankfully my mind would be occupied. I still had to call the department mandated therapist and schedule an appointment, then I wanted to visit Eddie. After my mom gets home from work we are supposed to go out to dinner and celebrate Dennys.. is it sad I have no idea what we are celebrating? It was gonna be an awkward dinner, I knew that much. Punching the bag one last time I made my way back into the house.

It was getting a bit late into the day, I should probably visit Eddie now. Nothing I did was gonna mentally prepare me to see him in that hospital bed, and nothing was gonna convince me I wasn't the reason he's in it. So yes, technically I was stalling right now.

Reluctantly I hopped in my car and drove off to the hospital not looking back, mostly on auto pilot trying to keep myself together.

When I arrived at the hospital I found myself standing frozen in front of Eddies hospital room. I had brought flowers from the gift shop and could feel the pedals rubbing back and forth against my arms as my hands began to shake.

Deep breath. I could do this, totally.

So I did. I marched into the room trying to look as casual and unshaped as possible.

"Monaee!" He called out sounding relatively weak. "Hey Eddie."

I couldn't come in here moping around while Eddie was healing, I needed to bring, I don't know a positive vibe or something.

"I'm so glad you're okay, you gave us a huge scare"

Taking a seat in the chair at his bedside I could see Eddies face fall a bit. "Yeah who knew helping some kid would get me shot."

I nodded in agreement not really knowing what else to say. Eddie and I were not super close, I just needed to make sure he was okay. To give me some sense of reassurance, and maybe take away some of this guilt I'm feeling as well.