Alex’s POV.
I woke up with a huge banging on my head, God! It feels like someone’s trying to ram a hole inside and get out. I groaned and realized how dry my throat was, I then tried to move my arms but stopped, feeling the sharp pain on my upper body, it was from my neck down to my shoulders then lastly on my chest. What the hell happened to me?! I felt someone shift behind me, I wanted to look up but the brace on my neck was stopping me. A figure then appeared in front of me, mom. She looked horrible, puffy-sore-eyes-exhausted-look horrible. Her eyes were debating on crying again or holding it until she left the room and I’m out of sight. She chose the first; she stood their caressing my cheek, tears streaming down her face. We just stood there not saying a word. The silence wasn’t awkward but I was happy she decided to start the conversation.
“Oh Honey! I was so worried!” She started then stopped, her tears choking her. “You were there.......And you wouldn’t wake up.......you fell..........you’ve been here for weeks............I didn’t know what to do...” She said in between sobs, you could tell I didn’t understand a thing but I decided to leave it, I can’t push her; I know she’s on the edge of having a nervous breakdown.
“Mom-----“I immediately stopped. God, I didn’t even sound human, I sounded like an old walrus in its deathbed. I signalled her for water and she immediately got it, she disappeared in the room and was back in a flash, a glass of water in her hand. She helped me on sitting down, flinching every time I get hurt. After drinking the whole thing like a traveller lost in the desert for a year, we finally got to talk, well more like me throwing questions at her like bullets in a machine gun then mom bursting into tears all of a sudden. I tried to calm her down, telling her I’m fine and nothing hurts but I think the word FINE means ‘I’m just trying to hide the pain, but it actually hurts like hell!’ in her dictionary. The doctor visited me twice today, she was a small slim redhead with glasses, she was in her late 30’s I think and was quiet pale. She was actually very sweet and treated me like I was a patient in a VIP room (if they ever had those) and not in a small air-conditioned room, with a single bed and a table with few chairs. She also tried telling my mom that I was perfectly okay and that I could go home first thing tomorrow, I think that made her calm down a bit.
After lunch, I finally got to talk to mom I mean the real talk, the talk talk. She told me everything that happened, since I couldn’t remember a thing. I mean everything is just pitch black, like it didn’t even happen. The only thing I could remember was dinner, Mr and Mrs. Sandoval, my mom, Nathan then Me seated together, that’s it, period. What my mom told me was, after dinner Mrs. Sandoval asked Nathan to give me a tour around the house, I think I remember bits of it, the talk about their history and his ancestors. When we were finished on the first floor of the house, we climbed to the second floor; the moment we got there, Mrs. Sandoval called Nathaniel he then told me to wait and to not go anywhere because he will be right back. When Nathan reached the first floor, he remembered something, so he started to make his way to the stairs again, when he was about 5 steps up, he saw me fell from the top of the stairs, he then immediately ran to meet my fall. Mom and Mrs. Sandoval heard the racket so they ran to our direction; there they saw Nathan carrying my unconscious body. They immediately rushed me to the hospital, nothing serious, just a few fractures in my skull, a broken arm, a few broken ribs, a broken neck then my shoulders, lastly I had internal bleeding , not serious but enough to knock me unconscious for almost 2 weeks.
But I still had questions; what was I doing upstairs? How did I lose my balance that easily? How did Nathan catch me in that distance? Was it pure coincidence he turned on the exact time I fell? Will I ever get my memory back? When the hell can I get this cast off? What day is today? When was my last bath? Why do I smell like I’ve been rolling in pigs poop? Something’s missing.......but what is it? I groaned, throwing my head back to the pillow, not the best move. I yelled in pure agony, someone was immediately in front of me, I thought it was the nurse or the doctor or mom but it was actually the person I least expected, Nathan. He was standing there, his eyes flooded with worry. He held my hand and I gripped it with all I had, my nails were probably breaking his skin but he wasn’t showing it, he didn’t even flinch. After the worst 5 minutes of my life, the place was crowded, the doctor, a few nurses, the whole Sandoval Family, my mom (who was about to faint any minute now) and a few unknown people. Do I feel special.
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