Things Unsaid

When Life Gives Lemons

We finished breakfast, but there was clearly no appetite left. I felt guilty and weak. Yes, I chickened out, but telling them wasn't going to be half as easy as I thought. Come to think of it, I never even thought it was going to be even close to easy so I guess that says something.

I expected a scowl or a disappointed face from Jake, but he seemed supportive of my choice. Later on I explained everything when we had the chance.

"I couldn't. It's hard and I just couldn't do it."

"Calm down, Angie, it's okay. You will speak when you have to and right then just wasn't the time. You'll see. I'll be here every step of the way for you."

Smiling, I proved that he did make me feel a bit better. The situation at hand still sucked but it was a bit better knowing that I had someone on my side who understood first hand.

"Thanks."

My family and Jake walked into the park together, and then Jake departed his separate way so that I could still enjoy my family vacation. He gave me a hug and when my parents weren't looking a quick kiss on my forehead and secretly promised to check back with me at three and have a freebee hour in the park together.

First things first we made it over to the tallest ride in the park. It was awesome. Christine, the daredevil child, enjoyed every second as I was scared for my life. Huh. I didn't intend the irony there. We rode more rollercoasters, planned on hitting up the waterpark the next day, and ate at this adorable little diner restaurant. After eating, we took the train ride over to a different part of the park, and then rode a few more rides. Eventually we made it to the park's newest ride, "Nightmare Coast" which had plummits in dark tubes, flips, turns, the works.

"Let's do this." Christine said as she ran into the already impossibly long line. We waited for two hours and finally made it to the front of the line. Maybe it was too much sun, dehydration, or all the heat, but I started to feel quite lightheaded.

"Are you feeling alright?" Mom asked. 

"Yeah, I'm fine." More lies. "Let's go!"

The bars released and the last group of riders departed the roller coaster train. We got on and buckled up. I was ready, and foolish, as I decided to ignore the little problems I felt. I couldn't be that ill. Plus, there was no way I was going to miss this ride after the two hour wait. In front of us, the employees went through their whole talk about safety on the ride, and then I watched the stop light turn from red to yellow and then...green! The coaster suddenly launched as I felt the skin on my face pull back as if anything left to see was skull. The coaster twirled and spun, taking each turn. We went into the first tunnel and was suddenly blinded in the pitch blackness by a bright light. It registered as the camera to take the photos to buy after the ride. Most people smiled, and I bet there was the one crazy in the crowd that liftted their shirt for the camera. So typical. Christine was screaming and yelling out. It was a fun ride, but then the ride came to a sudden halt and we started going backwards.

Backwards was bad. Very bad. I felt every inch of me try to ignore the ride, and more than anything, I wanted off. It was too late though, and I lost control of my body. My head hit the side of the seat back and forth repeatedly, and the world got really dizzy. By the end of the ride, I could barely see, let alone hear, or anything else for that matter. 

"Angie? Are you alright?" I heard faint noises coming from my family. I watched as the employees ran over to help. They tried to tell me things that I couldn't hear. Soon enough I blacked out entirely. Swirling into the darkness I fell hard, not even really knowing what was going on. Something was wrong, but as I kept the floating and falling sensation in utter blackness, none of it mattered. All my cares dissapeared and I fell into the dark slumber.

I didn't even have the time or stability to hear the ambulances, medical crew, and sobs of my dear family as I was rolled away for dear life.