Chapter Two: The Unheard Voices

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Most of my time is spent sleeping but not by choice, the doctor with the big brown eyes said that I have to sleep to recover and for the memories to fade away from my nightmares. I started to write my thoughts and feelings in a notebook that my mother gave me when they came to visit recently. Today when I realized I have a passion for singing and writing. This song is about a girl who has been through a lot of pain in her life but has gotten through it, in that moment I realized that I'll get through it too.

Some things are starting to come back to me; I'm not sure if the girl in the memory that I'm having is me because I can never see her face, it feels good to be connected to myself in some way.

I had this memory of a girl hanging out with her friends and then they started laughing, (with her of course.) After that, a boy came along, they both looked into  each other's eyes and then he kissed her. I snap back into reality, I felt like I was her, but I wasn't.

It's hard to think that I don't remember who I am. I feel like I'm trapped in the body of someone I never knew. Maybe this is a sign for me to start over, for me to discover who I was supposed to be. I need to find out what I was put on this earth to do. As I flip through the pages of the notebook, I see handwriting that looks just like mine, then I quickly turned to the front of the notebook.

Written on the inside is the name Violet and I think to myself, Violet? My name was Violet or should I say IS Violet. I have a look at my name written in ink and I think to myself, do I want to remember who I used to be? Or do I want to create a new me?

Written in my notebook (six months ago today )I am the girl who has been through hell, Who has fallen on her knees and cried, Who has scars from her past that will fade but will never truly heal, Who is finding a way to push herself up off her knees and stand tall, I am the girl who people call A FIGHTER!

"Oh Wow! "I have been through a lot according to this..." I close my eyes and relax trying to absorb the information about... Me? Then, I saw the doctor with the big brown eyes enter the room again, "What's wrong?" "What's happening? "I think to myself. "WE HAVE TO REVIVE HER AGAIN!!" He screamed. "O...kay?" was the last word I could say before I blacked ​ out again​ and ​the last thing I heard was the strong beeping sound. "Am I dying?" ​Then in a few minutes, I see those big brown eyes again and feel his lifesaving hands intertwined in mine. ​

I took a big breath of air, coming alive once again.​ ​ At that moment in my mind, I thought he was 'the one'. ​ "We're good" he exclaimed and the other doctors that assisted him exited the room, leaving the two of us alone for the first time since the accident happened. "Yes, we are," I said in confirmation to the others. "So... I just wanted to thank you for, you know... saving my life twice now," I said. "It's my job" he replied with a smirk on his face." So mystery man, what shall you be called?" I said with a shy smile. "Mitchell, but you can call me Mitch" he replied.

He attempted to sit on the edge of the hospital bed (still looking into my eyes, intrigued in our conversation) but unfortunately he missed the edge and fell to the floor. I laughed quietly "Hehehe" he got up off the floor embarrassed, but laughing at himself so hard that you can see his cute dimples. "Hey, don't laugh at me!" he said sarcastically, I smile fully this time (trying to hold back the laughs) "Yes doctor," I said as he sat on the edge of the bed this time.

"So I know your name is Violet because your parents told us but tell me about yourself, Violet, with the dark brown hair and hazel eyes." he said, "Okay, I will but only if you tell me about yourself doctor Mitch with the big brown eyes and lifesaving hands..."

 He gave me a flirty smile and said "Okay I'll go first I guess" "What's your favourite thing about life?" he asked. "My favourite thing about life would be the times I laugh so hard I cry with my friends, the times I smile so much it hurts with my family and the times I'm fading away and I have a hand to hold," I replied with a wink followed by a smile. He took my hand and I said "How about you?, What's your favourite thing about life?" I trailed off into space and then I said " Hey Mitch, I'm getting a little tired so I'll give you some time to think about my question, sound good?" "Of course, I'll wake you in an hour or so." "Thank you, Mitch, for everything and don't forget to think about your answer and tell me when I wake up" ​

An hour later, ​Mitch opens the door to my room, on his way to wake me from my sleep I woke up to the touch of his hand making me feel safe and the sound of his voice whispering "It's time to wake up Violet". I open my eyes to see his big brown eyes and ask "Do you have that answer?"

Mitch sat on the foot of the bed and replied "Yes I do have your answer!" "My favourite thing about life is helping others and enjoying every moment to its fullest." Being a doctor, I witness people dying and people being born. "Your turn," he said back to me. '​Okay, I can do this​ I think to myself. "What's your favourite book?" I replied. "I would have to say To Kill a Mockingbird," said Mitch. "What's your favourite book Violet?" he asked "I would have to say 50 Shades of Grey hahaha just kidding." My favourite would probably be The Fault In Our Stars. ​Announcement: ​ ​CODE BLUE !!! DOCTOR MITCH, PLEASE REPORT TO ROOM 334​!!! "Oh okay sorry gotta go" Mitch replied.

Dr. Mitch's POV

As I ran upstairs to room 334 every step I took the time on the clock vanished faster. I finally reached the door and slammed it open, as this was all up to me I had to revive a girl who was in a coma then woke up. When she woke from the coma her body went into shock because of over-stimulation. As I try to bring her back her lungs started to fill with fluid I yelled for help but no one was available (because there was a shooting earlier today) I felt like hope was gone but then she came back to me! She's alive!! Then I asked her how she was feeling and she replied "I... I'm dizzy" "You're okay I promise I replied "Could you please tell me today's date? I asked her. "November 16th, 2018" she replied.

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