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oblivion: tyler

n. the state of being unaware of what is happening around you.
oblivion was us while I was driving. ignoring everything around us and focusing on getting there.
"if the hospital is about 14 minutes away from the school," she was looking at the map, trying to pinpoint our route, then back at the road. she took a silence as she was processing it. "it should take about 40 minutes to get there." she told me as she calculated the arrival time. genna and i moved to lancaster early last year, we needed a bit of space from our friends and family. only an hour away from the heart of the city.
we drove for 20 minutes and genna was telling stories to pass the time, she even decided to plug her phone into the car speakers and play some music. some of the killers, blink 182, and death cab for cutie, who she was currently obsessed with.
     another 20 minutes pass and we arrive in columbus. then traffic hits. we wouldve arrived in 10 minutes, but 5 minutes turned into 10, then 20, and quickly 40. we waited in what felt like forever. the anger bottled up inside of me. im supposed to be there for my family while theyre, well, if theyre, dying! i started to punch and hit the steering wheel. i was angry. i felt genna rub my back in ease and sympathy. i know she would be there for me, no matter what i was going through.
     we started moving shortly afterwards. traffic started to clear up. we got there swiftly. as soon as we got to the parking lot of the visitors side of the hospital, i darted out of the car and rushed inside.
     "hi, my names tyler joseph and I'm here for my sister and mom, they were in a car accident. i got a phone call about an hour ago," all my words were jumbled together, as i was out of breath and impatient. "okay, wait a second, we will get the paperwork so you can fill it out."
i started tapping my foot, thats the only way i can lower my heart rate when im internally losing it. i could tell gen could see me because she held my hand tight and gave it a big squeeze.
    the nurse came back with a clipboard and she handed over to me. genna walked me over to the waiting area where we filled out the form, i was shaking so intensely that my words were unintelligible, so she took the clipboard from my lap, and filled it out herself with the occasion of her asking some questions from the form she didnt already know.
i heard a female yelling, and loud footsteps, i quickly turned my head to see what was going on, and so did everyone else in the room. then, i realised it was maddy. she ran in, covering her mouth with her hand. "what are you doing here? whats going on?" i started panicking and i was very worried, then she explained everything. every gory detail of what happened with her and mom.
mom and maddy were driving to stop by gramma's & grampa's house, for their traditional mother/daughter affair. there was an 18-wheeler who was switching lanes, and didnt see their car, which resulted in a totalled car on the side of the road. the person kept driving, then a stranger pulled over, and called 911, and the rest was a blur to her, but she only had to get 7 stitches on her arm and forehead. they took her into a room for her to stay in, but she got news that gen and i were here and she escaped and fought her way to see us.
gen let me curl up next to her while i was having a mild breakdown, crying, shaking, and anger. she got up to give the form to the nurse and i sat in the chair, by myself, and hugged my knees, and laying my head on top.
the nurse said that she was in surgery. we waited for another 2 hours, then a doctor with his surgical apron, or whatever its called. he started to undress and hand over his protective clothes to another nurse. he sighed.
"we have some news about your mother." i sighed back, knowing that she could of or may have died. i looked over at maddy, she she was scared, her eyes filled with terror. "she had suffered some bleeding in the brain, because of the impact, but we wont know the exact status of your mother until she wakes up, if she wakes up from her coma."