Let Me See You in Heaven

I lost everything

Hi guys, this is the first chapter.... about the blind man! And I wrote this inspired from the music video 'lighters, maybe you know? Well... enjoy!

Clare

Chapter 1

James's POV

I stood up in the spotlight, everybody clapping and cheering. I looked up the piano in my right side. Everything I see is my life, hopes and everything with it. In that second, I am very sure I had everything I could have asked for. Nothing more I wanted, I just hope that, this kind of moment will last long. But it just last a second.

I’m already awake, but my eyes won’t open. My legs and arms, everything felt so hurtful. What happened to me? I open my eyes, but everything that I found is pitch of blackness. I swore I just heard the bird chipping and the voice of laughing kids outside. I know I’m in my bed, I can feel that this is my house because of the scent of apples in this room. My sister usually bakes apple pies or other apple stuff. Speaking of my sister, “Anna.” I try to speak even though I can feel the pain while I’m talking. “Anna.” I repeat that word again, louder. “Anna!” The pain became overwhelming, it hurts so bad. Please, answer me.

“James!” I heard some response from Anna. “Thank God you’re awake! Are you okay? Anything hurt? Is everything fine? Do you want some water? I’ll get it for you!”

“I’m, okay Ann.”

“Really?” I can hear sounds of her steps getting closer and my feet can feel that she sat in the edge of my bed. “Are you… really sure?” She grabbed my hand, strongly. I’m pretty sure I’m okay, maybe just pain in my hands and legs. But overall, I’m fine.

“Hey Ann, will you do me a favour?”

“Anything you asked for!”

“Could you turn the lights on? It’s very dark in here, what time is it? Midnight?”

But I didn’t hear anything, I can feel that her hand froze and she clenching my fist stronger than ever. What is really happening here? “James…” Her voice is very deep. The intonation in her words, it seems like she’s about to tell something that was very important. I try to sit up straight.

“It’s already 10 in the morning.”

What the hell? Okay, I get it. It’s one of her jokes. “Haha, very funny Ann.” I try to laugh, but I stopped, knowing there are drops of water in my hand. Followed by a sound of Ann holding her tears. “Are you crying? What’s wrong Anna?” I started to concerned about her.

“James. You’re blind.” I heard her sobbed.

I froze. Am I dreaming? I’m blind? Is she kidding me? I just finished my concert just a while ago. And now she’s telling me I’m blind? No, it just her joke. Hurry up and say that you just fool me! “Stop making jokes Ann. It’s not funny anymore.”

“I’m not making this up!” Her voice rose. “After the concert, you, mom and dad drove home. But a driver was drunk and he crashed his truck to our car. You made it alive, critically. But mom and dad.” She paused. “They didn’t make it.” She’s crying loudly, I can’t believe myself. I’m blind?

“I’ll be home at 5, don’t do anything stupid okay?”

Anna is leaving for the funeral. I left alone. I need to control myself. I just finished a concert. I get a trophy for my piano. And now I’m blind?

I just lie on the bed, doing nothing for hours. And then I decided to get up from my bed. Slowly, my feet started to touch the floor. The first thing I felt is the coldness that started to spread to my whole body. Step by step, I start to walk. I try to hold on to the walls around me, my strength is drained but I keep on walking.

Where is the stairs? My hands are touching everything around me. I can’t find anything to hold on and I have no idea about the stairs that I’m searching for. “OUCH!” BANG. I found the stairs or more precisely I fell down on it. I stand up again with my feet screaming for the pain. But I don’t care anymore. I stretch my hands forward and try to find the piano. Ting. Ah, here it is. This is do, re, mi, fa, sol. I used to be good at it.

I sit on the chair and my hands started to move by it self. Playing Moonlight Sonata. Ting, no it’s wrong. No, it’s wrong again. No. No. No! I bang the piano. I can’t play the piano anymore, my hands are useless without my eyes. But piano is my life and now. CRASH. I grab  a pot above the piano and throw it to the piano. I grab another pot near the piano and throw it. I try to find anything around me that can be thrown to the piano. I’m desperate! I lost everything in my life! My life is meaningless without piano! I’m nobody! I lost my dreams, my hopes, my parents and my life! I lost everything that I have! I lost the meaning of my life! I don’t know what to do again with my life!

I already threw so many things to the piano, and when my feet tried to step closer to it. I stepped on the pieces of the glass. I can feel blood in my feet but I reach the piano. Ting. Magically, it still works. Oh, this is sol and fa, mi, re. I use to be good at this. do.

I lost everything.