Trapped

4. Marimba

Harry

Don't be a wuss. Don't be a wuss. Just open your eyes and you'll be in your room. You will see the boys and they will be so happy to see you. Okay, on three.

One.

Two.

Three.

I opened my eyes and was met with a sleeping Eileen. Damn it. She was scrunched up into a tiny hospital chair and it seemed highly uncomfortable. Looking around the room I realized I was still in the hospital and that it was 5:30 A.M. I only had an IV hooped up to the inside of my left arm. All those other cords itched like crazy! What to do, what to do...

I'll let 'mom' sleep a little longer. This must be so hard on her. Her only daughter gets into an accident and doesn't remember a thing. And it definitely doesn't help that she is stuck in my body. I need to figure out how to switch us back.

I stood up from the bed and pulled my IV pole into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I looked into the mirror again. Now that I'm not freaking out over being a girl, I think I'm actually kind of cute. With dirty-blonde hair and brown, doe-like, eyes, Taylor is quite the catch. What was her boyfriends name? Pat, Matt? Matt! I wonder what he is like. Hopefully he is nice and treats her the right way. I pulled down my sweats, NEEDING to use the bathroom, when-

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" I yelled out. I quickly brought my pants back up. Going to the bathroom is going to be very, very different... I shuddered. I did not need to see that.

I washed my hands and exited the bathroom. Eileen was up now, packing my bag and putting everything back in its place.

"Eil-mom. Mom, what are you doing?" I asked her.

Her back was towards me. I could tell when I messed up her name it bothered her. Her shoulders tensed up and I suddenly felt terrible. Note to self: Call her mom.

She turned to me with a smile on her face. "The doctor said you are free to come home! isn't that wonderful? C'mon, Molly is in the car waiting." She left for a few minutes and came back in with a nurse. " If you could just take out her IV, please," Mom looked at me. "then we can get going." The nurse gently pulled out the needle and handed me a band-aid. I gave a small 'thanks' and when she left I took off my gown, and put on a blue, short-sleeve T-shirt, still wearing the black sweats from yesterday. I looked down and saw Taylor owns a black pair of moccasins, so I slipped them on too.

"Ready to go, Tay?" My mom asked me.

I nodded. Ready as I'll  ever be...

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The ride home was awkward to say the least. I gave Molly a quick hug when I slid iin next to her. She and Eileen talked the whole time and I didn't pay attention at all. About 45 minutes later we stopped in front of this old, historical looking, Victorian.

The house looked to be three stories, the third story being the attic. There were flowers all over the place. The whole front yard was colorful and it smelled B-E-A-UTIFUL! My mom said she would get my bag and start lunch while Molly would give me 'the tour'. Since I didn't know where anything was I happily agreed and followed her into the house.

As soon as you walk in, the hallway opens up into a-a sitting room? Okay.. I hung up my sweatshirt in the closet and we continued throughout the house. The first floor consisted of a sitting room, living room, nice sized kitchen, bathroom, dinning room, and mom's office. The living room had a soft, brown couch with a matching love seat and armchair. A flat screen TV was suspended on the far wall. The living room was connected to the sitting room, kitchen and the dining room.  This house is so big, I am totally going to get lost.