The Willows (book three)

Chapter 1

Songs for this chapter:

All We Are~One Republic

Dead in the Water~Ellie Goulding

Fix You~ColdPlay

Chapter 1-Ocean’s POV:

My eyes flutter open to a blurry but bright picture, the florescent light above me distorted my eyes for a moment. A high pitch ringing sounds in my ears, I focus on silencing it and seconds later it's back to normal. A familiar person stood before me. Saying something but it was too quiet to tell. When my vision focuses I see the girl before me. Her long lilac and teal colored hair is tucked behind her ears, her smile is small and kind, her young features make her smile glow. I have seen this girl before. But I wasn’t able to decipher the specifics. 

“Hi.” She says gently, “Your in a hospital in your home town. You were injured three months ago and have been in a coma since then.” The words she speaks to me fill the hollow void in my mind, this new information being processed.

An injury? I don’t remember getting injured, nor do I know how I got here. Nothing is clear here but my newly awakened vision. I look at this girl before me and stare into her eyes, her light green  eyes giving me a sense of comfort. One thing came to mind when I look at her. Snowflake. And while I gaze at her a single snowflake flutters down in front of her. I squeeze my eyes closed for a moment to handle the hallucination. I rub my eyes then open them again, I feel tired and relaxed, not wanting to move but wanting to see everything. 

She takes my hand in her ice cold one and places the other one behind my shoulder, pulling me up so I sat up straight. My spine straightens each vertebrae as I arch my back from the stiffness. I look down at the hands by my side, these are my hands. I feel the skin, they were soft and clear of any blemish. I turn my hands over to my palms slowly and carefully examining them. My eye catches a black imprint on my right wrist. A black ink tattoo of a symbol that I had seen before, the way the symbol is shaped with it’s overlapping lines and pointed corners, it resembles a knot. This small symbol making me think of darkness and fear. I have absolutely no visual image of myself so I didn’t know how to picture me. But I see the wavy brown hair fall down in front of me and tanned skin. I feel so distant from myself, like this wasn’t my body. But I convince myself that it was. I run my hand along the sheets on top of my legs and hips, this is my first time feeling these sheets. I glance around, the room held a square shape, medium sized with a window on the left wall beside me and a baby blue painted walls with white lining.

A lady walks into the room, along with a male doctor. I have seen the women before. She resembles the young girl who stands beside me. Her straight dark brown hair drapes down in front of her, one side tucked behind her ear. She looks like she was in her thirties or forties and I had a guess that she was the young girl’s mother. 

She smiles at me and walks to stand on the other side of me. The doctor idling nearby, “Hi.” She says in a soothing voice keeping the calming air around us, “I’m so relieved your awake.”

Questions swirl around in my head like a tornado soaking up everything it sees. I find myself opening my mouth, a few words spilling out, “What’s today?”

“Today is June fifth two thousand and fourteen. You’ve been in a coma since April.” My eyes widen but I have too many questions to dwell on this, 

“Who am I?” I ask the women beside me, she sits down on the edge of the bed, “Your name is Ocean Hayes. You are eighteen years old.”

“Whats your name?”

“My name is Anne and this is my daughter, Gemma.” Gemma smiles at me when I glance at her, and I can’t help but smile back. 

“How do I know you?”