Game Of Life

Seven

Damon's house was definitely on the luxurious side. All the amenities and requirements a person could need in his entire lifetime could be found in the house. Unfortunately I would not be able to use any of these things. Though I can watch movies in the theater room. That does not require effort. I'll probably be found there always.

Damon took me to a guest room on the second floor and disappeared off to god knows where. But before leaving he did say that he'll be in his office, though I don't know where his office is, and gave me strict instructions to not disturb him whatsoever. He is a busy man apparently.

After taking a small nap, I notice that it has been three hours now. I spend the next twenty minutes just looking around. I look around the room that I have been given. It's a pretty room but does not have any homely feeling to it. With good reason since it is a guest room. I am lying down on a comfy bed, bored out of my wits. I have no clue as to where Shiera disappeared off to. She never mentioned going anywhere to me when she was asking me if I was comfortable and if I needed something. She must have gone somewhere when she noticed that I had fallen asleep.

I just lie down quietly for the next fifteen minutes, yes, I was counting the seconds, before I couldn't take it anymore. I really, really need to use the bathroom. Just as I am about to call out to Shiera, she appears in the doorway, looking a little gloomy and sad. I decide to give her her privacy and to not interfere. If she wants to share she will share off her own will.

"Hey, I really have to use the bathroom," I say, catching her attention. She gives me a small smile which I reckon was fake, and comes towards me after fetching the wheelchair from the corner of the room. She helps me sit down with some difficulty. I swear I am not that fat. It's just the weight of the cast that is making me heavy. But I am really scared how she will be able to help to the bathroom which was like in the other corner of the room and let me tell you, it is not a small room. With great difficulty, Shiera helps me stand up. It literally takes her about 10 minutes just to make me stand up. I guess a girl nurse wasn't that good of an idea to help me carry around. I knew that Damon is too stupid to think of such things.

After I stand up, Shiera tries helping me into the wheelchair. The keyword being try.

Just as I bend down to sit in the chair, Shiera looses her hold on me and as I could not support myself I tumble down. Not just your normal falling down where you slip and kiss the floor but your hands are there to cushion and break the fall. No this was different. First the wheelchair decides to take part in the festivity and the metal handle bangs against my cheekbone after which it gets out of the way so that I couldn't possibly use it to break my fall. As it is human instinct to place their hands out to cushion the fall, I do the same and most probably crack something else in my hands. Whereas the floor decides that my nose wasn't good enough for it and so it breaks it. A loud cry leaves my mouth while I whither in pain on the floor. I guess the accident wasn't the end of my injuries. A loud scream leaves Shiera's mouth too and she stands there with her hand on her mouth with eyes wide open. I try to grab her attention but its like she has gone into a trace.

"Shiera!" I shout to snap her out of it. She snaps out of it but the problem is that she was confused. She doesn't know what to do. She looks panicked and starts going back and forth trying to figure out what to do. "Help me!" I exclaim, irritated with her nonsensical back and forth movement. She snaps into motion and moves forward to help me. Problem being? That she doesn't have the strength to pick me up.

"This is not going to work. Go and call Damon." I tell her. She hesitates and instead of doing what I am telling her to do she just keeps on trying to help me. "Go and call Damon, Shiera." I repeat, in an attempt to make sense to her.

"No, I can do it myself. This is my job," she refuses.

Out of my ocean of patience today, I almost scream, "Go and call Damon, Shiera. Right now. Or so help me God, the next I fall, I will fall on you." That seems to scare her. Ha! Not that I have a plan of falling again. But the threat works, so what's wrong in saying it?

"But-" She whispers and on seeing my intense glare, she finally shuts up and rushes to go call him. Thank goodness!

My head is bursting with pain, my waist too. I think I feel some liquid slide down my forehead, but the immense pain in my head prevents me from focusing on anything except the pain. It feels just like the flash of pain I had gotten before I had passed out. The only difference being that I passed out after only a minute but right now I have to face all the pain. How I wish, I'd just pass out. I lay there for about a minute before the door to the room bursts open.

"Oh god!" I hear someone say before I feel a pair of arms go around my waist and pull me up as if I weigh absolutely nothing. Damon lays me down on the bed slowly before giving my body a once over to see where all I have been hurt. He looks at my forehead and curses under his breath.

"Go bring the first aid kit," He orders Shiera, who I now notice standing in one corner near the door. Shiera rushes off to bring the first aid kit while Damon looks at me as if I committed some crime.

"What the hell were you thinking?! Are you crazy?" He exclaims, giving my body a once over to see where all I have been hurt. But instead of listening to what he is saying, I can only focus on the static in my ear, the pounding in my head, which he is making worse by his buzzing, and the great urge to pee.

"Bathroom," I say so softly that I even I can't hear it. But he caught that I am trying to say something and stops talking to listen to what I am saying.

"what?" he questions.

"Bathroom," I say a little louder , or try to. But fortunately he catches on. The only problem? He didn't understand the desperation.

"First let me look after your injuries then you can go to the bathroom,"

"No, bathroom, right now!" I say a little forcefully, as much as I can that is.

"but-" Damon goes on to say when Shiera interrupts him.

"She really needs to use the bathroom. That is where I was taking her before she fell." She resta my case and helps Damon to understand how important it is to me to use the bathroom like Right Now!!