The One With the Key to My Piano

Chapter six

I walked over to the front desk, my legs felt weak for some odd reason. Maybe it was because I hadn't ate in a while. Once I reached the desk, there was a nurse who was chomping down on her bubble gum as she played with her hair. I didn't feel like talking to someone unprofessional appearing at the time so I went straight to a doctor to ask them why it's summer all of a sudden.

"Excuse me sir, but how come yesterday it was snowing, and now the flowers are blooming?" I asked with a bit of confusion and interest in my voice. He looked at me as if he just saw a ghost. He ran to the front desk and he sounded like he was telling the nurse at the desk something urgent, but I couldn't quite understand what he was saying. 

Then, a couple minutes later, I turned my head and saw a couple nurses running towards me with a bed. What the hell is going on?

"Hey! Hey! Stop! What's going on?!" I say as I quickly back away from the nurses.

The nurses look me up and down, as if they were looking for a zombie scratch or something. They seemed, amazed, like I'm not even supposed to be alive and well.

The doctor looked at me with astonishment as he slowly crept toward me. He spoke in a trembled voice. "H-how do you feel Ms. Lopenz?"

I looked at him confused as I scratched the back of my head. "Well, I feel fine I guess. But no one has answered my question yet. Why is it all of a sudden spring? Yesterday it was snowing."

"You were in a coma." That voice. I remember that voice. I turned around and saw Dr. Nutin walking towards me. As soon as I realized what he said, my eyes widened.

"What.. do you mean... I was in a coma?.." As I spoke he could tell that I was scared and a little concerned about my health. He walked closer to me and spoke in a soft voice, it felt like his words were holding me close and keeping me safe from harm.

"Ms. Lopenz please don't be alarmed, but you need to go back to your room. You need to stay off your feet so that you can get better. I'll explain when you get to your room Ms. Lopenz." He smiled at me and rubbed my arm gently before walking away to aid another patient. I felt odd as I watched him walk away. Maybe it's just because no one has spoken to me like that in years. I missed being comforted . . .

I walked back to my room and lay back down in my bed. I stared up at the ceiling as I waited for Dr. Nutin to walk in with that neat polo t-shirt of his. But, as I lay there in my bed, I couldn't help but wonder what happened in the world while I was 'asleep'. I've probably missed a lot. 

Not long after, Dr. Nutin walked in and smiled. "Hello Ms. Lopez. I'm glad that you're finally awake." Wait for it. "You've missed a lot." Knew it. A lot of stuff goes on with this world now a days that even if you miss a week of news its as if you let 3 years go by. I've been in a coma for half a year. So we may as well have a new president by now.

Despite how frustrated I was on missing out on learning about new stuff going on with the world every, I smiled while chuckling, "I can tell. How have the other patients been?" Since a whole lot has happened that I couldn't possibly take all in my head at once, I asked about the smallest thing I could think of. Patients.

He scratched the back of his head while walking towards me. Ok? Maybe I was wrong about that being a small subject. It can't be huge though right?

"Well . . .  there was an attack on the hospital while you were in a coma." Nevermind I take that back. That's bigger than huge. Poor Dr. Nutin. I feel bad for not being able to help him. But how am I supposed to help when I can't even wake up.

I answer back with a soft voice saying, "I'm sorry to hear that . . . how many patients and doctors survived?" I'm probably not gonna like the answer, but I asked him anyways.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he stopped quickly. As if he'd be dead if he told me. He began to slowly lower is head, and spoke in a shaky voice saying, "4 patients . . . and 7 nurses survived . . ."

My eyes widened. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. There were at least 200 patients and 50 nurses in the hospital before I went into the coma. I felt bad for him. Yes, he was one of the people who survived. But he had to see his patients and the other nurses laying lifeless on the hard cold floor, listening to the others screaming for mercy.

"Hey . . . it's ok, there in a better place now. It's not your fault that they're gone," I exclaimed while smiling softly. But, he kept his head down, and then spoke in a low voice.

"They destroyed all of the surviving patients homes . . . including yours."

I'm not surprised that I'm not mad. That place had horrible memories. Like the ones with William. I smiled at him again and tried to comfort him. "It's ok Dr. Nutin, it's ok." As I spoke he  looked back at me and smiled. He then scratched the back of his head and chuckled nervously. Oh dear lord what's going on now?

"Uhm well, the doctors and I are letting the patients that had their homes destroyed stay at their houses until their homes were rebuilt. But I don't have anyone staying with me right now because I wanted to have the honor of having you stay at my place." Woah, well, this is surprising. 

I smiled at him and nodding, "Sure I'd love to stay with you for a while Dr. Nutin."

"Oh please, call me James," he said with a smile.

"Alright then, James, you can call me Anna from now on." 

And just like that, the next day, I moved into James home.