I woke up blinded by the bright white and sterile room. I now realized where I was, I was in the hospital. My dad slept in the corner on the uncomfortable chair. His head slanted to the side I knew his neck would hurt when he woke up and felt bad for putting all this on him. I looked down at my wrist I had white bandages on my them. You could see the slight color of red seeping through the gauze and bandages. I looked up at the white ceiling. I once again looked over at my dad there were slight bags underneath his eyes and he was now defiantly showing his age. My dad, Trae was only 35 he wasn't exactly old but with little white hairs sprouting. He looked older, tired more drawn out. I sighed I lay there for maybe 50 minutes. Before I go back to sleep most likely cause they have drugged me up.
I woke up once again, I look around and notice that there is now a doctor and my dad is awake. "I'm awake," I say my voice cracking a little, they both turn there heads towards me.
"Arella you scared me, why, why did you do this?" My dad's voice cracking at the end. I looked at him tears forming in his eye's. I knew why I did it, I was sad, scared, alone and mad. No one was paying attention to me. I really didn't want to wake up, I didn't want to live and that there was my breaking point. I almost died yet I lived and I knew from that moment on I needed to quit. "I'm sorry dad its, its just I was so sad and stressed out. I couldn't handle it anymore I felt alone, dad I was scared." My throat hurt more and more as I tried to talk, tears blurred my vision. "Oh honey I'm sorry," he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. " I wasn't there like I was suppose to but now I'm gonna do right. I'm gonna be there for you. I was actually thinking we could move so we would be able to heal." I loved that idea, change meant a fresh start. Where I would be happy and wouldn't cry when I thought of my mom. I would never forget her but smile because of all the memories we had together. I looked at my dad, "that would be a great idea." I said smiling thinking of all the places we could go maybe California, Florida or maybe
Texas or something. We soon realized while me and my dad were having family bonding time the doctor was standing in the same place. Me and my dad both look at the doctor to hear what he has to say. "My name is Doctor Aaron I just need to check up with Arella and I will give her some medicines. And if all goes well with the observation you'll be able to leave at the earliest tomorrow evening." Wow just one step closer to leaving Montana and to some place better. I smile at the Doctor and let him ask questions and run testson me. Once the doctor leaves he said that everything looks good but I would now have to go to a therapist. I nod understanding, either that or get locked in to some mental hospital or something."And Arella, everything looked good you'll leave in the afternoon but please don't ever do this to your body." I look down ashamed of what I did but I look back up again. "I promise I won't." I said, hoping I'll be able to keep that promise. Once the Doctor leaves my dad picks up food. When he returns I eat all my food and I once again fall asleep. Hoping that this new start will work out for the both of us.----------------------------------
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