Chapter 3!! It will prob be a few days before I have more up, I've got some family events going on the next few days. Comments are always welcome. Enjoy
The days continued much the same for what seemed like years. I lay, squeezed a hand, listened to the constant sounds of the machines I was hooked up to. My family and friends came to visit, some told me to get better some about what was going on outside of the room and bed I was confined to. I always looked forward to Ana's visits, she never mentioned anything about me being hurt or stuck waiting to heal; she told me of how this cute boy with blue eyes as clear as the springs had asked her out; the day after their first date she had told me about it and how dad had to go with them, if I could have laughed I would have. She also said she knew about what had happened between Kent and I, she called me a fool saying he was up here more than anyone else, that she could see it in his eyes that I had to get better for that boy. "Lyn, I know ya'll fight and all, but all he sees is you, sis if you don't get better for him and back with him, well...I guess I'll just have to go after him, no one could be more committed than that boy is. You understand me, you get better and you try with him." I did understand, and I wanted to so much have him with me all the time. I squeezed her hand to let her know that I did understand, and that I would try.
The other visits I looked forward to were from Kent, he always told me he loved me and how much I meant to him. He kept me up to date on things happening with our friends. "Lyn, I don't know why I didn't see it before, but I can't be without you. I need you to get through this for me, you don't have to take me back, you were right to walk away, but I can NOT be in a world where you're not. I just need to know that you are alive and well" his lips brushed my cheek followed by a tear, weather mine or his I did not know. "Love you, Lyn" footsteps told me he was leaving, the soft thud of the door said he had gone I tried to open my eyes hoping to get a glimpse of him. There were tears making streaks across my face, this time I knew they were mine.
I continued to struggle with opening my eyes I wanted to see where I was. I wanted to know how bad things were, I wanted to see those brilliant green eyes. I felt my eye lids flutter and was hurt by the brightness of the light that shown through my eyes that had been closed for so long. The door opened, footsteps, he was coming back, again I fought to open my eyes. Scrubs, Kent didn't where scrubs. It was just a nurse, she walked over I could see her light red hair with matching light brown eyes, which went wide as she saw me. Had she never seen a person before? Really I wasn't that much to see. She quickly left the room then I heard foot steps two sets this time.
This time it was a white coat, pale skin, black eyes, not the jeans and tee shirt covering a tan body with green eyes and dark brown hair I wished to see. This wasn't someone I knew. "Lyndal, hi I'm Doctor Hayes. Glad to see your waking, Do you remember what happened?" I just lay there, I just wanted to see Kent, all I wanted was Kent, who was this doctor, what did he want, where was Kent, where was my family? Where was I? I had already figured out I was in the hospital, I did remember what had happened I had gotten in a wreak, oh crap I hadn't thought any about that, what was going to happen to me? What had happened to the other people involved? Had they lived were they hurt? "Lyndal, its normal to not remember anything, you've been through a traumatic event." brought me back to the present. I weakly opened my eyes back up, "Do you remember anything?" I nodded. I did remember, and this was the doctor I had heard before, the one with the icy velvet voice. If that was all I remembered about him, I would always remember that.
The icy voiced doctor asked me many questions, some I didn't understand but most were simple.
I would be moved after they removed some of the equipment from me. Dr. Hayes said I would need a surgery now that I was awake. He told me he would get my family and that I would be able to see them after the surgery. It seemed great to him that I was awake after only a month and eight days. Wow I had missed a lot of time, what all had happened during that time. I remembered being in pain tons of pain, but all I felt now was a pressure on my chest, and a headache. I wished they would turn the lights off in here, maybe I could go back to sleep, that would be nice. You would think after being "asleep" for more than a month I wouldn't be tired at all that I would be wide awake, the opposite was true.
Nurses came in and I was being moved. I felt the touch of a cold hand where my IV was and then sunk back into my familiar darkness.
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I had been counting the days, it had been 38 days since the accident. The doctors said she was doing great, that most with her injures would not even be responding as much as she was, they said she was tough, a fighter. Man, they had that right, Lyndal never walked away from a challenge. Nothing was too big or bad for her to face head on, so I guess this was no different. It was one of the things I loved most about her, the fight in her, spunk she called it, it was also the thing I hated most about her. She could never let something go, and she had to be correct. It would have saved the two of us so much trouble if she could just walk away from this. I guess that's why it had thrown me for such a loop when she walked away from me. I never had thought her capable of walking away from something she had always fought for what she wanted. Now it was my turn to fight for her.
I went everyday after class to see her, sometimes friends went with me but it was normally just me. I would tell her everything that I had done that day, confess to her how much I missed and loved her. I talked to her sister Ana a lot during this time, we started to form a friendship, I told Ana what had happened and how I had to know she was going to be okay. How I missed her annoying me about everything, how I missed fighting with her over stupid things, how I missed watching her dance when she drug me to the dance studio, how I missed her laying on my bed while I did stuff on the computer with a book, and how no matter what she wouldn't stop reading till she got to the end of a chapter. After I had talked to her everyday I went home I couldn't sit around and wait for something to change, nothing may change for months she may be like this for a very long time.
Like every other day I went to see her and talked to her for about an hour before going home, I saw her sister when I left who like she did most days promised to call me if anything happened to change, good or bad. When I got home I headed up to my room, got on my computer and submersed myself in my games. "Kent, dinner" called my mom. I started to head downstairs when my phone rang, checking to see who I would need to call back after dinner I saw a number that made my heart drop. It was Ana.
"Hello?"
"Kent, she woke up, shes in surgey right now they are removing some of the tubes. They're gonna take her outta ICU as well. Kent you gotta get up here so you can be here when she gets outta surgery," happiness filled her voice, my heart for the first time in what seemed like forever soared.
I dropped the phone and ran downstairs. "Mom, shes awake, I have to go" with that I was out the door and to the hospital.
Waiting rooms, they seemed to becoming a part of my life, even the burning smell of antiseptic didn't sting my noise anymore. After waiting for an hour the doctor said we could go see her. She had been moved to room 237. We all heading down the hall to go see her. When we walked in she was half awake and her eyes lit up with happiness. A weak smile crawled across her lips, and the world once again had light.
