Choice

Chapter 11

I woke up in the hospital room and saw an IV in my arm and my parents and Mikey next to me. My mom's face lit up when she saw me wake up.

"Oh, baby! We thought we lost you, she said as she pet my hair.

"What happened?" I asked, my voice hoarse.

They looked at me confused.

"You don't remember?" Dad asked confused. I shook my head.

"You- you overdosed on pain killers," Dad said as he put his head down.

"We thought we lost you," Mikey said almost inaudible.

I started to remember what happened. The pills, Alex smashing the window, his words.

"How long was I out?"

"About two days," Mom answered.

My mouth dropped. It felt like two minutes. We stayed in silence for a couple of minutes. Then the doctor came in.

He smiled, "Hi, Veronica, I'm Dr. Salt. How are you feeling?"

"Crappy," I mumbled.

"It's normal to feel like that after an overdose. You'll feel better eventually."

Salt turned to my parents. "She's need more rest. She'll stay in here for a couple more days then she'll be put on suicide watch.

"Whoa. I'm not suicidal," I lied. The last thing I needed was to be on lockdown.

Salt looked confused. "You downed a whole bottle of pain killers."

"I was in pain," I grumbled.

He turned back to my parents. "Denial is a common sign of suicide."

I rolled my eyes. Them I remembered Alex.

"Where's Alex?" I yelled.

"Who? Oh, the young man that saved you?" Mom asked. I nodded. "He left yesterday. He was worried about you but we sent him home. Nice boy."

I sighed. "Before I go on lockdown can I see him?"

"I don't recommend that," Dr. Salt answered.

"But isn't that the first step to recovery? If I don't thank him I will become more depressed. I mean he gave me another chance at life. Don't I owe him a simple thank you." I sighed heavily to add affect on my speech.

I could my dad rub his temples. He looked at Salt with a pleading face.

Salt groaned. "Alright. When you leave here in two days visit his house then go home. I will assume that you will have your therapy sessions as well."

"Of course," I nodded.

The first that week I was happy. I could see my friend, my savior. But I also felt a tingly feeling. What was that? I guess I'll find out soon enough.