Hospital

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I wake up to a steady sound of beeps. Its quite irritating.  I start to sit up, but my head spins. This isnt my bed. It crinkles as i lay down. I have a splitting head ache, and my vision starts to unblur. I take the opening to glance around the room, Or at least as much of it as i can. Its a light beige, and different machines of sorts surronding me. And behind that are curtains. 
" M...Moommm..." I try to scream, but my voice is raspy and dry. If this is a hospital... then there must be a nurse button. I try to sit up again, this time more slowly and notice the Ivs and gown. Yep. Defiantly a hospital. I find the small button on the side pf the bed and manage to press it. An ear shattering buzz echoes through the room and i cant help but wince. The curtain opens up, and i see another girl, she looks sad, even asleep. She had silky black redish hair, eyelashes that i would kill for, and smooth caramel skin. My eyes travel her body, landing on her arms, she was thin. Maybe too thin. You could see her ribs through the gown, but her arms, were wrapped up in bandages. I could tell she was here for a suicide attempt... Is that why i was here? As i try to recall what happened a nurse blocked my view of the girl. She was young, maybe in her early twenties, but the bags under her eyes made her look older. She still smiled softly at me. Warmth taking over my body.
" How may i help you, Annelise was it?" Her voice was chirpy yet sad.
"Why am i here? Wheres my mom? Can... can i have some water? And who is she??" My voice is slightly rushed and still raspy. The nurse smiles again. Sadder.
Her voice is soft as she explains, " This is the suicidal ward... You've been asleep for 3 days after you attempted. Youre mom is at your home because visiting hours are over. " She turns away and grabs a small cup of water handing it to me.
I drink it all, the burning in my throat slowly quenching.
"Oh... im sorry. For... causing all of this trouble.. " I say softly
Her smile becomes nonexsistent as she looks down and whispers, " Its not you fault. "

( Btw yall, we advoided death! YAAYYY, If we would have gone with apologizing, Courtney would drive us to a noose, if we would havw continued telling court off, shed have commited suicide. This was the safest option. Be sure to pay attention to the new girl!!)

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