Angela

Chapter thirteen

A week goes by, two weeks, a month. Nothing seems real while I am stuck in hospital, every day nurses come and help me with my daily morning routine. I spend the rest of my day being a professional blind person, shuffling around the ICU, arms outstretched so as not to crash into anyone- not unlike the zombie I feel like. People avoid me, so I avoid them. My psychiatrist asks stupid questions like if I feel like talking or if there's anyone special in my life. My life is one big, repetitive loop... Until the words hit my ears.
"Angela, we think your progress is satisfactory, you can go home now. Your sister and your friend are here to take you."
My friend? That's new. Maybe they mean George, but all the nurses have learned to call him by name now.
But I couldn't be more wrong.

Because when I open the door to my compartment I am greeted with the rosy scent that over the past month I have come to dread.
Bianca.

My hand automatically flies to my eyes as if to protect them and the terrible stop- motion of my last moments of sight begins once again it's torturous replaying inside my head. Elise's eyes brimming with guilt, Bianca and her running away... Hazell rushes to me immediately, noticing the obvious terror written on my face. She holds me up as if to steady me and squeezes my hand reassuringly.
"You ran away," I say simply, when I stop shaking enough to say those three words. It may be mean to state that so coldly, but it's true. I surprise myself with the cold, steady tone in my voice. But my control is not enough to keep the anger from seeping through. "You were my best friend before you met Elise, Bianca. Then you started ignoring me, I was beneath your notice then when Elise blinded me you ran away. That speaks for something, doesn't it?"
I wish that could see again just for a second just to notice the certain look of guilt on her face.
"Angela," She says, her voice is so choked, so guilty. It speaks of a month in the dark, unhappy, alone. But she wasn't, she had Elise, her best friend. I grit my teeth and keep going.
"YOU RAN AWAY WHEN I NEEDED YOU MOST, WHEN I WAS DYING IN A FUCKING BUSH, YOU RAN AWAY WHEN I WOULD'VE STAYED BY YOUR SIDE AND HELPED YOU IF I WERE YOU. IF YOU HAD JUST HELPED ME THEN I WOULD NOT BE BLIND RIGHT NOW."
"I'm sorry,"
"OH, AND THAT MAKES IT ALL OKAY THEN, DOESN'T IT?"

Ooh, a bit of a dramatic chapter wasn't it? Bianca, eh? Do you think she's really sorry or is she faking it to get back in Angela's good books books again. All will be revealed... Right now. Here is a sneaky POV treat for you to answer all those questions.

Bianca's P.O.V

She continues to shout at me with so much anger screaming in her voice and pulsing in her face. I've always been a wimp, every time anyone has shouted at me I've always cried. Now is no exception, I feel baby tears pricking at my eyes and feel the pain rising up in me in the form of a huge sob. I hold it back, condemning it to the list of my stomach where it twists into a knot which tightens and tightens with every angry word Angela screams. Eventually I sigh and let the sob go, I have every reason to cry, this is all my fault. Now my ex- bestie will be condemned to eternal darkness for the rest of her life and I could've prevented that. I should not have ran away. You were a coward to run away, to leave her to die, YOU ARE A COWARD BIANCA LEWIS!!

Angela's entire body is shaking with sobs, as is mine, her white hospital gown is hanging off her, she has got so thin in the past month- maybe she's been starving herself because she like me has lost the will to live.

Oh my daze, Bianca is actually sorry. Who would have thought it? I hope you enjoyed the xtra long chapter. Now Angela is returning back home to a world of Elise\ family\ Bianca based troubles.

I hope you guys like the new improved cover!

¡Adiós!