Eyes of Silver Grey {Completed}

Chapter 7

When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed with my parents on one side of my bed, and my martial arts class on the other, murmuring and pointing to me. My eyes fluttered as the room focused and everyone began to stir around me.

"She is awake," one of the people from my class announced. My mother ran to my side and felt my forehead and looked into my eyes.

"Sara? Sara baby, are you awake?" She put her hands on my shoulders.

"Mom, have you canceled my class for today?," I asked smiling and opening my eyes a little more. My father came up behind her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"All of your classes are canceled for the next week while you heal up, Dear," he said with a small smile. My father usually didn't look like that.

"You don't have to cancel all of them. Give them to John or something," I urged him.

"Besides, I'm fine," I said trying to sit up more. My arms shot me a pain signal and I stopped trying to get up that way. My face cringed with pain and tears threatened to leak from my eyes.

"Don't move," my mother urged.

"Mom, I'm fine," I attempted to convince her. A voice sounded from the other side of my bed. And there he was, standing to my right was the very reason I was here now.

"That's not what the doctors said," Aden Cross said, smiling. My chest fluttered a little because he was actually here looking after me.

"Doctors say what they say but I'm fine. Besides, you are the reason I'm here in the first place," I countered. Aden went white and pink, looking away from me and to my father. Both my mother and my father looked at him accusingly and shot him stares.

"Anyway, dad, get me out of here. I have homework to get to and I need to practice a little before dinner." I didn't care that my entire martial arts class was in front of me and hearing all of this and nor did I really care. I just want to get home.

"Sure thing dear," he said and disappeared out the door.

Once I was home and in my room, I was happy to smell the nice scent of irises that grows outside my room in the garden. Everything was okay until I realized that my training bags were missing. When I asked my mom where they were, she said that she had them taken out and that I wouldn't be getting them put back in my room. I was to start growing up like a proper lady should so that one day when I have my own family, I will be able to take care of the house and family. So ever since then, I have been locked in my room with my favorite music blasted thinking of what I wanted in my future.

"Mom should just let me keep up with my martial arts before college," I said to myself while my favorite song (Hero by Skillet) played on through the speakers.

"And besides, I'm waiting for John to make up his mind about if he wants the dojo after college or not." John is currently taking online courses in business and accounting but still has his focus on martial arts.

"Why can't mom let me continue in martial arts? Is it because I'm a girl, or is it because I got hurt." I was sitting at my desk doing what homework I could write while watching my favorite movie, Ninja Assassin, while also trying to get my cast off. Yeah, they put a cast on me. I'm not a child and they are treating a broken arm like its World War Three for goodness sake. However, every time I attempted to get it off, it would hurt worse or my mother, father, or brother would stop in and tell me to not do that.

"How come you don't have any problems," I asked the character on the screen right as he killed someone. Just then, I heard a knock on my door and it slid open. Standing in the doorway was my mother. She had an excited expression on her face.