One Lucky Girl

Chapter 15

Audreys POV

Its been a few days since the "accident" as I've come to call it, and everyone's still taking it pretty hard. Especially Harry.

He hasn't really talked to me at all besides mumbling a "hi" when all the boys visit me at the hospital. It's really frustrating, and I think he blames himself.

I should probably tell him that I'm sick, that I have Lukemia. But I just can't bring myself to do it. I'm scared, and I honestly have no idea why. It's not like he actually hurt me, And I know it was just my subconcience playing tricks on me, but I still can't shake this infathomable feeling that I can't identify whenever I look into his green eyes.

It's definately not love, fuck no. But it isn't exactly fear either.

Ugh I don't know, it hurts to think and all of these drugs are giving me a headache. So I push the haunting thoughts to the back of my mind.

"Hey honey, how you feeling?"

My mom must have noticed me stirring from my "nap" and wants to talk again. I've been taking a lot of "naps" lately which are just my attempts to block out the world around me and by closing my eyes and feigning sleep.

I pretend to yawn, and I rub my hands across my face as if I just awoke from a coma or something. "I'm fine."

My mom smiles sadly, understanding that I just want to be left alone. "Well, I'm gonna go grab a cup of coffee. Do you want anything? You've barely been eating." I can sense the worry in her voice, and her knit eyebrows confirm my thoughts.

"No it's ok. I think i'm just gonna take another nap." Truthfully, I'd rather jump out my hospital room window than "nap" again and think about Harry and that dream.

"Alright, just call me if you need me!" exclaims my mother, trying to put up this happy front that I have been able to see through since I was first diagnosed.

I was diagnosed at the tender age of seven, and I can still remember the day I knew something was seriously wrong with me.

*

It was a cool, windy afternoon in early Novemeber. I was skipping along the sidewalk, the same sidewalk I had ran house to house on a few days prior to collect candy for Halloween.

My mom had finally let me walk to the park on my own, and my face was still beaming from her sudden trust in me.

She had told me to be careful, and to be back in an hour sharp for dinner while zipping up my jacket and lacing up my boots.

The park is only four blocks from our modest home in central New York, and it was only a short ten minute walk. I finally got to the playground enterance, and stopped to survey the kids there. Sadie and Alex, my two friends from my first grade class, were running around, giggling. They must have been playing a game of tag. I smiled and screamed after them, running as fast as i could across the woodchips to where they were.

I saw their smiling faces, and kept screaming their names to get them to notice me and let me play with them. As they turned to look and wave, I was hit by something very hard. I toppled over and frantically looked around to figure out what had happened.

Something moist scratched across my face, and it was a black labrador to y delight. The pain from my fall all but disintegrated once my focus once on the adorable dog ontop of me.

"Audrey! Audrey! Are you ok?" my two friends screeched, and the worry left their faces as they noticed my happy dispostion.

"Hey! I didn't know you got a dog!" Sadie giggled, reaching out to pet the dark fur.