The One With the Key to My Piano

Chapter four

Darkness surrounded me as I began to hear voices. People were shouting out things like 'we are losing her' and 'get her to the OR quickly'. I felt like I was on something soft. Almost like a bed of some sort being wheel down a long hallway. Once I felt something pinch my wrist I couldn't hear anything.

Suddenly, I woke up. It felt like I had been sleeping for days. I looked around to see where I was but everything was too blurry so all I saw were blurry figures walking around. Then I heard a soft piano key playing and quickly turned my head. I saw a guy with emerald green eyes and light brown hair that glistened in the light.

"Good, you're awake," he said.

I coughed a bit and then slowly sat up and looked up at him and spoke in a weak voice, "what happened?"

He grabbed a clipboard with a couple pieces of paper on it and began to look through the papers.

"The police report shows that an employee found you behind a grocery store, naked with bruises on your body. So, I know this a lot to take in right now but--"

"But I was raped. . . I know. I remember." I interrupted.

He looked at me surprised as if this was something I was not supposed to be able to remember. How could I forget the pain of someone using my body as their personal pleasure toy? 

"We were able to heat up your body quickly and stitch the open wounds on your head. Do you feel any pain?"

I shook my head and then coughed into my arm. He smiled and stood up to leave, but then stopped and turned around.

"I'm Dr. Nutin. It was nice to meet you Ms. Lopenz."

I smiled and then he left and closed the door. After I heard the door latch closed, my smile disappeared and I sighed. I looked out the window as a tear lightly burned my cheek. I held onto the blanket tightly and clenched my teeth. I felt weak and hopeless. The world stopped crushing me, then began to tear me apart. Slowly, piece by piece, bit by bit.

I was alone. I had no one to help comfort me. No one to bring me get well cards. No one to hug and cry with. I began to play the song 'Mr. Lonely' in my head. I was Mr. Lonley. He, too, was surrounded by darkness. Being torn apart by the world slowly, and painfully.

I heard the door open and turned my head to see Dr. Nutin walk in. "Hello Dr. Nutin," I said as I placed a smile on my face.

He walked over to me and grabbed a chair and pulled it over to my bed and he sat down in it. "So you're the famous pianist Anna Lopez," he said with a smirk.

I sighed a nodded, "Yup that used to be me, but not anymore . . . "

He looked at me confused as if he was a dear looking at a headlight.  "What do you mean not anymore? What happened?"

I sighed and looked down at my left hand. "Last year . . . in August. I was driving to my parents' house to visit. I was so excited to show my parents a new song that I made. I got out of my car, my heart racing with excitement. But, I didn't know that beyond the front door, were two lifeless bodies laying on the floor in their own blood. When I walked into the house and saw my parents laying there, I froze. Their faces were frozen in fear. Their mouths were wide open and their tongues were missing.

"I felt someone grab my wrist and put it against the wall and jab a big butcher knife into my hand. They still haven't found the person who did it but the police think that he's gonna come after me since he was the one who murder my whole family. Now my hand doesn't respond to me correctly when I play the piano. The physician said that it was because of the way my hands are supposed to move when I play the piano."

He sighed and scratched the back of his head. "I'm sorry for your loss Ms. Lopenz." He seemed disappointed in himself for giving me pity. But I don't mind. I'm sure he's just trying to make our conversation a little happier.

But it was still hard to keep me from crying. "It's quite alright there's no need to apologize, and thank you." I looked up at him and smiled. Trying to hide what I really was feeling other than worrying him and making him feel bad.

He gave me a warm smile and then gently rubbed my arm. It was a nice feeling. A warm, comforting safe kind of feeling. I hadn't felt this in a long time. Not since I lost everyone.

"Well then, I should let you get some sleep, it's getting late," he said while standing up.

I smiled and nodded, "thank you for accompanying me doctor, I really appreciate it."

He nodded and waved goodbye as he walked out of the room and closed the door. Once again, the smile on my face disappeared and I looked out the window at the sky. There was now a dark glittery sheet spread across the sky. The stars shined bright and the moon seemed as if it was playing its own melody with the stars. But alas, my body was telling me that I need to rest. So I let my eyes shut, and let my mind wonder as I fell asleep.