My Savior Destroyed Me

Two

After dragging myself around my room for an hour, I was finally bathed, brushed and ready. I reluctantly left out of my room. Leaving the safe haven of my four walls for the unknown. This act was unprecedented. I almost never left my room. I had my own bathroom and I hardly ever ate so there wasn't much reason to. I spent all my time sleeping. Being alive, but not quite living. As I reached the bottom of the stairs the fresh sweet smell of peppermint prevaded my nose making me perk up a bit. I didn't get excited for much, but I had a soft spot for peppermint tea. As the sharp smell reached me, my stomach growled ferociously. My mother hearing it with her bionic ears jumped to action, she started clanking China. "Oh come baby have some tea, I made some finger sandwiches, baby eat." I made my way to the smaller sofa in the living room knowing that she would've set my food on the coffee table in front of it. As I sat down I felt around for my tea and took a long dreg of it. I sat there for a second savoring the taste. My father, never being one to procrastinate cut to the chase. "Iris baby we have great news" the cheese sandwich I had just took a bite of stuck in my throught, I swallowed it down. It felt like I was swallowing a rock. It was always the same thing, the same good news that eventually turned into bad news. Into another drop of pian, In to another disappointment. I sat up straighter preparing myself to feign enthusiasm. "Iris honey we got a call from Doctor Kang this morning and he said that you have been moved to number one on the donor list" there was so much hope in his voice. He paused, I guess to gauge my reaction and like always for their sake, I reacted. " Oh my god dad really, I can't believe it, this is great." I must've been really off today because the words sounded strained even to my ears. They felt heavy as they passed through my lips. It had been getting more noticeable that I had given up. Even I, the blind girl in the room, could see that my drive and spark was totally extinguished. My mother always the optimist, jumped to smooth things over. I heard her move, then felt the sofa sink down to my left. My mom held my hand in hers "Baby, this is a good thing. This time it feels right. Iris baby this is your chance to see the world again, I swear this time I just know it." Her voice cracked at the end. I didn't believe a word of it, but I could tell that she needed to. I squeezed her hand, and wrapped her in a half armed embrace, "Yeah me too mama, I think this might be my time."