Part 4

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by Scarlet-Benoit

by Scarlet-Benoit

September 14,3016
I'm supposed to get my neck cast changed to a brace and my back brace taken off. Mark is here and I want to tell him that he can go home but I can't talk so I have to write it down and he keeps telling me that he just wants to stay with me and make sure I am ok. This feels strange because no one has ever cared about me.

September 15,3016
Today I get out of the hospital even though I'm still in a neck brace. Mark is still here. I've finally been able to get up and move, but the first time I learned that I had also broken my leg but, it is fine now. Anyway they are discharging me from the hospital now.

September 15,3016
I'm back at my house. When I walked in the door Haylee came running up and tried to jump into my my arms like she does everyday when I come home from school. She was crying and screaming my name. I was starting to cry myself, because I remembered that she was there when the others died and in her little mind it probably registered as I was dead. She was about to jump when she saw the brace and all of my bruises. When she saw them she hugged my legs gently but with so much love that I had started bawling. I know it seems stupid but I mean remembering the look of, I don't even know, It's just way more than love, relief, gentleness,gratefulness and pretty much everything mentioned as kindness and love in the bible combined can describe in a five year old's tiny ice blue eyes.

September 16,3016
I'm sorry. I just couldn't write any more yesterday. I'm sitting on the couch with Haylee on my lap. She wanted to watch me write even though she can't read. Mark told me where his house is in case I need anything. I found out that Haylee had accidentally cut herself. When she had told me that she cut herself I had thought,
"What the hell?"
And she had told me that she was trying to cook something after school the day I got hurt because her friend at school had told her the recipe to make boiled potatoes and when she was cutting them the knife slipped. When she said that I was thinking,
"Thank God!"
Because I had thought that she was like, suicidal. Yeah that thought scared the $hit out of me. Haylee is calling my name from the back of the house so I will be right back.
Haylee was washing her hands and she fell off of the counter and busted her head open. I called Mark and her drove us to the hospital while I had Haylee on my lap. She was white in the face and had blood in her hair. She was so weak she couldn't even cry let alone scream. Every so often a single tear would fall down her face. I was holding a towel to her head gently but I could tell even that hurt her. We as in me and Mark are in the hospital waiting room. Haylee is in the ICU right now. I'm really scared for her. I mean if I was terrified of being in the hospital at 17 years old I can only imagine how scared she must be. I mean she is only five. The doctor is coming. Haylee will have to stay over night. Hold on I just got a message from Dr.Yeshalkavitz. Wait I thought I blocked him. Eh anyway he said that I wasn't safe here and that I needed to leave here with Mark and Haylee. Well I don't understand him at all. I'm going to tell Mark about this guy.

September 17,3016
I fell asleep at like 2:00 in the morning. It is about 5:00 in the morning right now. I talked to Mark earlier and he said that we should get some rest and we would talk about it in the morning. The doctor came in about an hour ago because Haylee's monitors began beeping constantly. I got worried so I pressed the little buzzer that called for the doctor. He told me it was just a machine power warning, but that it was a good thing that I did that because if not fixed the machine would turn off and the machine that was beeping was the life support. Basically if I had not woken up to the beeping, Haylee could have died. They only have her on life support because she is so small, but considering the amount of blood that she lost she could be fully grown and would still have needed to be on life support. Now that really scares me. He told us to go to the waiting room and he was calling in like six nurses. Mark took me out there and told me that she was going to be ok, and I want to believe him but when three of your family members died at the hands of these same doctors, it's kinda hard to just say
"Oh she'll be fine."
Hold on the doctor is coming.I'm back and here's our conversation
"She might not make it.",the doctor said.
"What the hell!?",I scream. I charge toward the doctor but Mark grabs my arms arms and pulls me back spinning me around to where I'm looking directly into his eyes. When he sees the tears sliding down my face he pulls me into an embrace as I start sobbing. That's when I heard Haylee screaming my name.
"ANNIEEEEEEEEEE!" , she cried.
"HAYLEE!!!!!" , I had screamed.
That broke me. That tiny little scream. I lost it. When Mark tried to prevent me from running to her, I bit his finger, hard. So hard that I couldn't stop until I tasted blood. That brought me back to reality. He jumped back in surprise quickly trying to get a hold of my arm but I was to fast. I was scared for Haylee's life. I got to the room and when I saw her my tears and screams stopped. I knew I had to be strong. For Haylee. The bandage wrapped around her head was soaked in blood. It was horrible. Her tiny little body so torn up and in so much pain. I didn't even realize that I was screaming that I loved her because Mark was trying to pull me away. The last thing I remember was feeling a cold liquid seeping into my arm and then everything was black.

September 18,3016
I'm ok. I woke up in a hospital room. I was injected with a sedative because I was losing it. Mark had been sitting in a chair across the room tears falling silently down his cheeks. I had silently stood up and walked over, and put my arms around him. He instantly hugged me back. He looked up and I expected a sad face considering the tears, but when he lifted his head he was still crying but he was smiling."Halee wants to see you." , he had said. I instantly began to rise but that's when two things happened, first Mark picked me up which was when I realized I had a boot on my right foot, then Mark put half of a necklace around my neck and he was wearing the half speaking about love. My half says, Death leaves a heartache that no one can heal.
And his said, Love leaves a memory that no one can steal.
I started to speak but he just ignored me.
"Why do I have a boot? Why was I in there?" I had asked. The moment we, or should I say he, walked into Haylee's hospital room, she perked up.
"They can discharge her today you know? They just need your approval considering your her only living relative" He had said. I'm writing this in the car on the way to the house. Wait.No.No.NO!