Wheelchair

Hospitalized

After I got to the hospital I wake up with a bunch of tubes straped to my arm, I can move. I can move again! I lift my arms. I lift my legs. Although it hurts every time, I can move!

A nurse comes into the room and stops me. She is beautiful. Her longs brown hair flows down past her shoulders. Her ocean blue eyes shine every time the light hits them. Her body shape just screams sexy! Man I wish I looked like her, and no I am straight but can't a girl compliment another? She walks over here and smiles "hello Skyler, I'm nurse Ashely." She smiles. Her teeth were so white they almost blinded me. (kidding) I try to talk but I cant get the words out! Just this weird moan/growl sound.

She gives a small chuckle and looks at a board behind me then copy's something down onto her clipboard. She smiles at me once again and walks out of the room signaling goodbye with her hand. I try to talk again but the same groaning sound comes out.
"Why can't I talk!" I think to myself. A doctor walks into the hospital room. He has this redish brownish hair color along with his beard. He has a cross necklace around his neck. He walks up to me and explained my condition.

"Skyler, when you were in the car crash you hit your head on the dashboard witch turned a certain part of your brain off. This is he part of your brain that aloud you to communicate with other people through verbal contact." He touched the back of my head with is right index finger. "It is right there." I already knew that. That is the only place where it hurts. Stupid.

He smiles and walks to the sink. "Would you like a glass of water?" I nod my head trying to smile but when I look in the mirror my lip is cut so it makes my smile looks weird. I quickly stop smiling after grossing my self out.

After he brings me back a cup he brings it up to my mouth and tilts it letting just enough fall into my mouth. I try to swallow it but most of it just runs out of the sides of my mouth. He gives a small chuckle wich made me real mad. My face started turning red and he stops laughing immediately. His face turns back to a frown and walks to the curtain that blocks off the room. "I will be back later Skyler." He nods his head and leave the room.

I try to sit up but I don't think I have enough straight in my body to do so. Asher walks in and gives a noticeable fake smile. He sits on the side of the bed and just stared at me. I could not say anything so it felt awkward. He just stared at me. A tear fell down his cheek as he leaned in to hug me. I raised my arms to hug him. He jumped a little so I don't think he expected me to be able to move at all.

After he gave me that hug and came back up I could see that his eyes were red and puff. "I'm so sorry Sky it was an accident I did not mean to flip the car. I so sorry this is all my fault!" His voice was scratchy and soft. His cheeks were stained from the tears. A tear rolled down my cheek and he came back in for another hug. This one was longer than the last time.

I never thought I would see Asher cry. The last time I saw him like this was two years ago at his mothers funeral. The worst thing about this time was that he was crying over me. I felt bad. I was fine, I don't even like talking anyway. I think more than I speaks. It's because I'm to afraid to face my fears. My fear is saying something wrong and messing everything up for everyone. Although right now. Right in this moment. It felt like a movie, but it wasn't and that was the worst thing about this time.

"This isn't a movie!" I kept telling my self.

After Asher left the hug his face was soaked from the tears. He just walked out of the room. He didn't say goodbye or anything. Although I don't blame him, I don't think he had the strength so say goodbye. I could hear my little brother in the other room crying wanting to see me but I know my mom would not let him come in here. I wanted him in there with me! I pressed the nurse button to get the nurse in here.

The nurse came running in here confused. "What's wrong." It was nurse Ashely "I pointed to the curtain
"Um" she paused not knowing what I ment. Once she figured out she asked "do you want your mom in here?" I hit my hand against the bed signaling 'no'
"Your brother?" I smiled. Kind of.

Ashely walked out of the room and I could hear my mom fussing about not letting my brother going in there. See she is not my real mom. My dad married her five years ago and had Charlie. Charlie is my little 'half' brother. My step mom is the only "mom" figure I have right now. My real mom passed away when I was two. My step mom always thought I was a bad influence on Charlie because of my depression.
She took any opportunity she could get to keep him away from me.

Charlie was my best friend for the longest time. That sounds pathetic I know. That was until about two years ago that I met Asher.

Charlie finally came in the room and literally jumped on top of the bed and gave me the biggest bear hug I have had from him in forever. He didn't care what I looked like. He loved me and I loved him. I don't know how she could keep him from me! He smiled and gave me a little kiss on the cheek and left the room.

The doctor came back in pushing a wheelchair.

No! I am not using that!