Kalopsia // Fillie

Chapter t w e l v e

♥twelve♥

 ღare you lonely?ღ

I would write to pass the time, but the room is too quiet, too eerie without Finn. Never have I been in here by myself for so long. I'm entrapped in a room, and it's far worse than being stuck in a cast. Turning to my nightstand, I rummage through my box of belongings and find my iPod and headphones. I've always went to music when things were going wrong, and you can bet that was quite often. After scrolling through the artists for a bit, I decide to shuffle. Might as well leave this up to fate too.

Ask me why my hearts inside my throat. I've never been in love I've been alone.

A small smile creeps onto my face. This song got me through my dad's second-worse episode. My legs tingle with the urge to get up and dance, to forget about my problems and get caught up in the soft strums of the guitar. But I can't forget. Finn.....Finn could be taking his last breath right now and I wouldn't even know until he's long gone. Pausing the song, I rip off my headphones and toss everything back into my box just as Dr. Ryder opens the door slowly and knocks twice. Judging by the way she's walking, she's trembling. 

"Hey Millie, h..how are you doing?" She asks while sitting on the edge of my bed and smoothing down her short brunette hair.

"Alright I guess, a little worried."

"About that-"

"Dr. Ryder?" Nurse Tessa interrupts as she peers her head in.

"There was an explosion at that science lab seven minutes ago, victims are arriving by the handful. It doesn't look good and we need all the help we can get."

Dr. Ryder looks back and forth between Nurse Tessa and me, then sets her mouth in a tight line.

"Are you sure you'll be okay? By yourself?"

"Promise."

Huh, this hospital must be rubbing off on me. Nurse Tessa offers a weak smile before grabbing a pen from behind her ear and chewing on the cap.

"We should go."

"Ah, Right.."

Dr. Ryder pats and rubs my left arm before they both leave me to my thoughts. Gathering my blankets up, I throw them off me and look down at my legs. They're still bruised and pale with visible blue and purple veins, but I can start to see the muscles return. You know what? I'm sick of wearing this bland hospital gown with its ugly little blue flowers. They retrieved some of my old clothing, why not wear it? Sitting up timidly, I gingerly swing my legs over the side of the bed and flinch. This probably won't be as easy as I previously thought. Placing my feet on the cold linoleum floor, the contact sends tiny daggers into my soles. I can do this, c'mon Millie. Finn would be cheering you on right now if he was better. You can do it. Reaching over, I grab my box of belongings and rummage through until I find some denim shorts and a black sweatshirt. Tiny, staggering steps lead my wobbling legs across the room and into the bathroom. I take a hold of the hem of my hospital gown and lift it over my head. The scratchy fabric itches my forehead. Balling it, I toss the smock to the corner of the room and shiver. Don't look in the mirror Millie, please don't. We don't need another breakdown. I tug on the rest of my outfit and frown. The mirror is so blatantly there, it's basically screaming at me to notice it, so I do. The girl that looks back it me is skinny, too skinny. Her short brown hair is matted and wild. I don't even recognize me anymore. Sure, old me had bruises too, but at least she was fed, and neat. Alright Mills, that's enough. You need to get back to your bed. So I do that too. My legs wobble, but manage to get me back to my bed quickly enough. Things will be okay, they will. Pulling the covers up over my head, I sigh and allow the darkness to sweep me away. 

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Hi! so if you're reading this I'd like your opinion. Should I wait till Kalopsia is completely published to upload a new story or do it now?

~K