A Little Too Much

Chapter 16

Riley's POV

       Once Alice left, I sank back into my bed. I couldn't think straight. Just then, dad came in.
       "Hey, Ri. What was that about?" He asked as he sat on my bed.
       "Um.." I debated whether I should tell the truth or not. "It was about mom." I said quietly.
       "Oh, is she alright?" He asked.
       He had no clue about mom.
       No, not mom. Alice said I can't think of her as my mom. But how else am I supposed to think of her?
       "Um, I don't know," I answered, brushing off the question as nonchalant as possible. Luckily, dad left it alone.
       "Okay, well what sounds good for dinner?" He asked. "I was thinking tacos."
       "Sounds great, dad!" I said, trying to push aside the fact that my head was spinning.
       Dad smiled and left the room. I closed the door behind him and let myself fall backwards into the bed. I held my head and thought.
     Shouldn't I be happy? I mean, I won't be abused anymore. But I didn't know if I was capable of happiness anymore. Sure, I could put on smiles and play the part. But my body wasn't the only thing my mother had beaten. My soul was corrupted as well.
       After a while, I started to believe what she had said to me. I started to think that possibly I deserved this treatment.
       'Maybe she's right?' I would think. 'Maybe I am just worthless. Maybe nobody would care if I was gone.' After I started believing these things, it felt like there was no going back.
       Hopefully, with her gone, I can go back to normal. I almost laughed at myself. How could I ever go back to normal? Even if I never saw her again she would always haunt me. I sighed and went into the living room to watch tv.

The Next Day

       "Riley, wake up right now!!" I heard faintly as my eyes slowly opened. I then realized it was dad. I turned over and groaned.
       "Come on, Riley. You need to get up right now! Something happened with Alice and mom!" He said. I slowly sat up and got out of bed.
       "What's wrong?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes.
       "I'll tell you in the car, just hurry up!" He said as he left the room.
       Once I got out of my sleepy daze, panic coursed through my spine. I remembered what Alice had said about the plan. Did it go too far? I hurried to put on some clothing and ran out the house as fast as possible, following my dad to his car.
       "What's going on, dad? You're really scaring me." I said once we were driving off. Dad cleared his throat.
       "Well, the hospital told me the Alice was in a coma," He sighed. "Caused by your mother,"
       "No.." I moaned and held my face in my hands. This cannot be happening. "Is she alright?" I muttered, trying to compose myself.
       "I don't know, the hospital didn't say. I'm sure we will find out when we get there," he said in a comforting tone.
       Even though, nothing could comfort me at the moment.
       I pulled my knees to my head and tuned out the world until we got to the hospital. Dad grabbed my hand once I got out the car and rushed to the entrance. Once my dad talked to the receptionist, a lady escorted us to Alice's room.
       "Is she alright?" Dad asked the lady on the way.
       "Oh, I don't know," she said. "Ask the doctor when we get there,"
       After riding an elevator and walking down a few more corridors, we finally ended up in room 104, the room Alice was in.
       I prepared myself as we entered the room. Alice laid there on the hospital bed, motionless. Many cords were wiring around her. I gulped and looked down. I didn't want to see her like this.
       Dad began to talk to the doctor that was in the room. I overheard some of the conversation.
       "It's hard to say if she'll make it or not," I overheard the doctor say. "The back of her head was cracked open when she got here last night and she bled quite a lot. She almost didn't make it here." The doctor said quietly.
       As I went to stand by Alice's bed, I couldn't hold it in anymore. I sobbed and laid my head on her arm.
       "Please don't leave," I whispered.

Justin's POV

       I was worried about Alice when she left to her dad's yesterday. I hope everything went well. I'm glad that she will be able to put a stop to her mother. She doesn't deserve what her mother does at all.
       I was also very happy because I could finally be with her. She was amazing. I loved her with all of my being.
       After eating some breakfast, I got a call from an unknown number. I didn't answer. I usually never answer unknown numbers.
       I sat on the couch as my phone dinged. I got a voicemail. I decided it wouldn't hurt to listen to it. I played it as I got comfortable.
       "Hello, um, is this Justin?" The phone said. "I'm Doctor Gerald and Alice's father decided that I should let you and her friend Eva know that Alice is in a coma. She got here last night by ambulance. If you wish to visit her, the room is 104. Sorry for the bad news." The message ended.
       I sat there completely baffled. Emotions swirled through me. How could this have happened? I decided not to think as I grabbed my coat and car keys. I left a note to my parents on the kitchen counter and I left the door. As I drove out of my driveway, I headed to the hospital.
       I couldn't focus on the road. Everything was spinning. My breathing began to falter. I tried my best to grab enough focus to actually drive. As I was about half way there, things whirled around in my head. I felt like I was going to pass out. Right then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a motorcycle coming full speed towards the driver side of my car. Just before they hit me, everything went black.
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Hey guys. Sorry for not updating for a little while. Hope you liked the chapter! Vote and comment, I really appreciate it. Have a great week! -Sara