Not As Things May Seem
~Chapter 1. The Accident~
My breath fogged up the glass as i pressed my nose against the window. It was a cold gloomy day the type were you want to just sleep all day in a nice warm bed. but instead i woke up early in fact 3:26 a.m to be exact. my face felt hot even though it was pressed against the cold glass. I felt as if my heart was skipping beat. I thought to myself maybe I'm the one that should be in the hospital. I remembered the call and my mothers soft sobs in her pillow as she tried to cover up her squeaks and sniffs. Maybe this is all just a bad dream I pinched the palm of my hand just in case. I peeled my face off the cold window and slumped back against the seat of the car and let my eyes fall slowly, every so often i would flutter my eyes open again. once my eyes shut and my brain began to rest i swirled around in my mind finding a dream. For one split second everything was gone there was never a phone call and my mom never shed a tear everything was perfect. “Taylor, Taylor” My eyes snapped open and my heart jumped “we’re here” I sat up and looked around waiting for my blurry vision to clear once again. Once i realized where we were and why we were there my mind buzzed. I looked into my moms tear stained eyes and grabbed the door handle eagerly. My mom followed in action and grabbed hers to we both open are doors. For once the cold fresh outside air could not calm me, i don't think anything could. I follow my moms frantic steps towards the large glass automatically open doors it felt like they couldn't open fast enough i almost pushed them open myself. A small bony nurse stood waiting in her pink and brown scrubs with Minnnie mouse on them. She smiled and waved us towards her taking a step herself. “are you the Smith family?” she asked in a light yet raspy voice definitely a smoker. My mom shook her head anxious for what might come next. the nurse waved us to come with her and we did just that it seemed like she was in a hurry but my aunt is a nurse and she says told me nurses are always in a hurry to get all there work done on time. her ponytail swung back and forth and her bony shoulders thrusts forward with every step she took. She brought us through turns and twists until finally we reached our destination room 156 B on the east wing. My mind went blank and my body hollow. “ i will make sure you can go in” she paused like she didn't want to say anymore she opened her mouth once again but stopped herself and went in. On the other side of this big yellow door is my father and my best friend (we had it kind of rough in school when we were younger everyone had themselves convinced we were boyfriend and girlfriend so anyone who asked we gladly told them we were only friends) my dads name is dale, Dale Smith and my friends name is Landon Tomiss. My mom spotted a bathroom and told me if the nurse came back out to tell her she would be right back i nodded in agreement and watched my mom hurry to the girls room. I bit my lip to keep myself from crying and looked around for Landon's parents, nobody. a wall of tears formed behind my eyes i knew i could burst at any given moment and flood the whole building. I looked down at my feet awkwardly, my miss match socks peeked out from under my jeans. I hugged my big fluffy coat around my already too big body. The nurse came back out and looked around “she is in the restroom” i told her, it came out a bit louder then i had anticipated “ah” she shook her head “are you the daughter of dale’s”? i didn't feel like answering that i want proud of it. “yeah” she smiled and bit her lip trying not to ask anymore questions. “Are you Landon's” she paused i looked up at her bracing myself for what she was about to say. My mother came out of the bathroom and the nurse stopped and looked at her. “am i his what”? i asked it came out sounding a bit harsh “are you Landon's girlfriend”? she finished. I wasn't shocked i knew she was going to ask i rolled my eyes but before i could answer she began again “only immediate family or a girlfriend would be able to see him.” “yes”! i replied my mom looked at me in shock and the nurse smiled and turned towards the door. My mom stood there still in shock “you are”? she asked in a whisper as the nurse opened the door. i widened my eyes to add emphasis and shook my head no. my mom smiled in relief but then frowned when she realized we were about to go in. She took my hand and squeezed it as i led us in i looked down at my feet as i walked i heard my mom gasp and i tried to look up . She let go of my hand and ran to one of the beds. I looked up and my eyes became huge and my body hollow. even though i was pissed at my dad i still felt like hugging his limp body i tear rolled down my cheek but i wiped it away and turned around. That's when i saw Landon i couldn't breath and i felt dizzy tears flowed from my eyes like a river. how could someone so nice who has done nothing but good be so hurt. i took my shaky finger and traced it down his cheek he didn't move. I bit my lip and took his hand gently in mine. The yellow double doors swung open and startled me the nurse came in. “you guys need some rest” she said as she pulled out a bed on the couch and a foot stool on the chair. “you can put them anywhere you want they are pretty light” she shut the curtains between my dad and Landon i on Landon's side of the curtain and my mom on my dads. “oh and Hun” the nurse looked at me “i will be moving Landon to his own room in a bit if you would like to come with him” she looked over at what i would guess was my mom “of course as long as its OK with you” i saw my moms shadow shake her head yes through the curtain the nurse smiled and looked back to me “there is a couch up there were i am moving him, you guys stay as long as you want for as many days as you want it wont be any additional cost.” with one last smile she turned and headed out the double doors. I pulled the chair closer to the bed and laid my head against his chest there wasn't as many scratches and bruises as on my dad but there was a machine breathing for him. He was in a coma and my dad would wake up soon why couldn't this happen to my dad why cant he be the one in the coma its not fair i thought as i ran my fingers down is arm. Hours passed and i lay there in that spot waiting for the nurse to come back my mom was already asleep she pulled the couch as close to my dad as possible. Finally i heard the nurses familiar sweet raspy voice in the hallway she came in quietly and looked around with the machines then she said follow me as she pulled what she thought was my boyfriend to his new room she hooked him up to even more machines and then pulled out the bed from the couch. “he will be in this state for a while” she informed me kind of gloomy “and even if he does come out of it he probably wont remember much” my eyes widened “IF?!” i said then said her words back “IF he does come back” she looked at me with a gleam in her eye telling me she really did care “I'm so sorry” she looked down and left the room. i thought of the possible things i could do to bring him back things i have seen them do on the movies before to get them to come back from a coma. I paced the room thinking of the things i could do. In movies they squeeze their hand and say if you can hear me squeeze back. I rubbed a scuff mark off the floor with my shoe. Maybe true loves kiss, i laughed at my own joke were would i find Cinderella like a time like this. then looked back at him and frowned. He looked just like himself, an older version that is i hadn't seen him for two years. I cocked my head to the side puberty did well. Wow had it really been two years, they go by fast. When i imagined seeing him again running up and hugging him for the first time in years i didn't think it would be like this i at least hoped he would be able to hug back. “if you can hear me” i paused placing my warm hand in his clammy one “squeeze my hand” nothing “come on Landon, i know you are there.” tears came rolling out of my eyes once i realized he wasn't going to squeeze my hand. What i would do to have him squeeze my hand at that moment the things were endless i would swim with sharks to have him squeeze my hand even if he squeezed it until my hand fell off, at least then i know i could talk to him. He had gained a lot of muscle he was really buff. His lips were chapped and his nose was red but other then that everything appeared to be perfect. “Can you smile”? you loosing it Taylor of course he cant smile i doubt he wants to smile. “I hope your not in pain” i said as if we were just caring on a conversation. Nothing, “Please you can’t do this to me, you have to come back”! my head became heavy and i pulled the couch/bed up to hi bed and laid my head on his chest in a familiar way and fell asleep. I woke up by one of the machines buzzing it scared me but the nurse came in and assured me everything was going to be OK it was just his i.v . I pulled the couch/bed away from Landon so the nurse could squeeze by and change his i.v. She smiled that sweet assuring smile she always does “would you like something to eat”? she asked me with a bit of a southern accent which i adored “um” i thought for a moment food sounded good but i didn't want Landon to maybe by chance smell it and then him can't have any “no, but thank you though” she nodded her head and sped off shutting the door gently behind her. I looked over at Landon my eyes still hazy and i smiled for once in the longest time.
