Dreams Come True

Hospitalized-Chapter 6

I opened my tired eyes to see a very bright, white room. Where am I?  I wonder. I turn my head to see wires everywhere and an ivy attached to my arm. My turned my head the opposite way to see Alex asleep in a chair. A person... a doctor... walks in. "You were lucky," She says. "Where am I?" I ask confused. "The hospital." She says, she tapped Alex's shoulder to wake him and then left my room. After a moment Dan and Phil came rushing in. Worried.
"Are you okay?!" Phil asks scared. "Well she's obviously alright, idiot," Dan replies while hugging me but his eyes said he was more scared than Phil.
     They left Alex and I alone together in the snow white room. Awkward silence, my favorite. I thought to myself sarcastically. After a little bit Alex stood up from his chair and gently hugged me, I could feel a sharp pain in my side. I groaned at the feeling. "Oh, I'm sorry! Are you okay?! Do you need water or food?!" He kept asking me questions as his black fringe covered his emerald green eyes. I never realized how much we cared about each other, I guess we are best friends... wish it was more though, I thought and was disappointed in myself. The doctor returned and told everyone to stay out of my room so I could get rest.
After a little while I sat up and felt the sharp pain again, but worse now. I cried out quietly. I gripped the handle bar of the bed and pulled myself off of it, I suddenly fell to the cold, hard floor. I pulled myself up and crawled myself to the bathroom. I look in the wall mirror, my skin pale.. more than ever before. My hair was pulled back and I never realized it. I wore a white gown thing, I pulled it down enough to look at my side. A large bandage wrapped around my waist, and leg. I knew it was a bad idea but YOLO I thought to myself. I pulled the bandage off my leg first, a horribly bruised wound. I hesitated from the sight of my leg but still pulled off my waist bandage. Worse, so much worse. Probably where the car had made first impact. I put my gown back over my body and felt so weak, and in pain. I heard the door creaking open. I tried to run and jump back to my bed pretending I did nothing. But I fell and crash landed on my side and leg. A nurse came running in and picked me up. She placed me on the bed and put pressure on my wounds. She called for help and told me I'd be okay. I didn't realize until people crowded me that my wounds, stitches opened and were bleeding out. I felt lost and alone even though I was crowded by caring people whilst lying on a bed being rolled to the ER.

Everything went black.

     I opened my bright blue eyes to see blurriness and bright colors. Unrecognizable figures waving sharp objects around me.  I heard muffled whispers in my ear. A framiler voice. Dans. Everything went black again.
     I woke up in a different room than before. This time I woke up to Dan pacing around the room looking like he's about to have an existential crisis and Phil looking at me worried. Then Alex, sitting on my bed staring at me looking like he's about to cry. They noticed me wake up and asked if I was okay. I didn't know if I was or not so I just slightly grunted to all their questions. A nurse came in, "Ms. Howell Lester, we have been informed to keep someone with you 24/7. You are aloud to choose who, as long as they can take care of you." She informed. I already knew who. "Can Alex?" I asked. "I think an adul-" she was cut off by Dan, "I think Alex can manage it." He said. "Thank you, Dan. I just thought you and Phil would need to record videos so I chose Alex," I said feeling slightly bad. She signed the papers and we called Alex's parents asking them for permission to stay at the hospital with me.
     Dan and Phil went home and Alex and I stayed in the lonely hospital. Before they left we were told I could leave my room but only if I had a wheel chair. So Alex left to get a wheel chair. When he came back he picked me up and set me in the chair. He rolled me to the empty hallway and then pushed the chair as hard as he could, which isn't very hard. I went flying, as he ran after me. We did this until someone came walking down the hall, we were embarrassed by our actions and went back to my room.
     After a while I was able to stand but it still hurt. I was let out of the hospital with crutches. Dan, Phil, and Alex were very protective and seemed nervous for me. I expected to crash to the floor, but instead I just shook and Alex helped me keep balance. I practiced walking with the crutches, it was weird and it hurt. I would be on them for 6 weeks until my leg and side healed. Until then, I would try to manage school, and just moving in general.