Chapter 4

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The day of me starting my new school actually went fast. Most of the day was spent with Calum gazing at me. At first I kept on thinking he was looking at my scar, but his face looked so peaceful, and calm. But it did end up with him getting told of for not focusing in lesson, which made me laugh. Just something about him, doesn't make sense. He looks like he is lost in some way, or been through geed. I kept thinking about this on the car journey home from school. 

When my mother drove up to our house, I legged it out, of the car through my front door, rushed up stairs to my bedroom, slammed the door, and jumped onto my bed. I was trying to miss the whole convocation with my Mother about how was my day at school. Thinking about it, it was alright. No one really made fun of my scar on my face, so I guess it was alright? I straight away, reached into my school bag, which I swung across the floor, and got my I-pod out, and began to beam loud music through my earphones, so I can shut everyone out. When ever i'm upset, depressed, or trying to starve myself, this is what  I do. Then I jumped on to my bed, flick through songs.

My eye admittedly open, to the face of my mother taking my earphones out of my ears, and blabbering on about something. My ear adjusted to my mothers voice, and words.

"Jessica!" she shouted "Darling, we got one your weekly check up today", she said in a soften tone.

"Mother, I really don't feel up to it, you see..." 

"Oh my goodness! you did eat lunch today!" she  cuts me off, and started to cover her face, and looked down, away from me.

"What? no.. No, I wouldn't do that" and I put one hand on her shoulder. I do feel really sorry for my mother. She brought me up, since my accident. Plus, she lost her husband, my dad, in it as well.

"okay, well lets go, before we are late" she said with a smile, and got up from my bed, and walked out. 

I went down the stairs, and met my mother at the door, and I followed her, to the car. We got to the doctors, quite fast, and got checked in, and sent to a room, where i put one of the nighties on. My mother went out of the room to get some tea, and left me swing my legs, or the bed. I heard the door unlocked, and saw my doctor, Doctor Green.

"Hello Jessica, you look well"

"Thank you. My mother went out to get some tea so she wont be long", I said and she began to smile, and nodded. I've been seeing Doctor Green since I was 6, when we had our car accident. She helped me become more confident, within myself. Helped me with my eating disorder, and my memory lost. I never have had a bad suffering with this, but when i was about 7, I had a breakdown. I collapse on the floor, with blood screaming out of my nose. My body was breaking down, from my car crash, and my eating disorder. I got rushed into hospital, as soon as this happen. I remembered nurses, and doctors pushing me in one of the beds, and my mother falling to her knees in tears. I didn't have the strength to lift myself up, or say something. I remember waking up, to my mother squeezing my hand, and holding a tissue to her face. Her reaction of me waking up still makes me feel so lucky to feel wanted. Her shouting out for a doctor to come with tears of joy, made me think, how my mother does so much for me, and I will try my hardness to keep healthy and fit, so she doesn't have to go through that by her self.

My mother walked into the room, and saw me with a tear falling to the bridged of my nose, and smiled, so I did the same.

"Right, so lets get on with this", doctor Green said. "So have you been eating your diet plan, I gave you",  I nodded and portended to listen. I continue in my daydream thinking about the past moment of me, nearly dying. From that day, i've been taking this medication called Alzheimer. It helps me remember my past, and helps me not collapse. It does work, but sometimes stops working, but that's like with everything! A battery, works then runs out of energy. That's how it works.

"Okay so, Jessica, may you roll up your sleve to I can give your ingection please?", I nodded with not alot of movement. I contiune to stair into space, and think, what my life would be like right now, if I was not in that carcrash? Or if that big lorry did not miss us? How would my life end up now?

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