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6 days until surgery.
White. Everything was white. It was too clean and the smell was burning my nose, making my eyes water. The walls and floor were so white it almost hurt to look at.
‘I’m sorry but the eye surgery failed. You will never regain full sight.’ I couldn’t see who said it to me. I looked around but no one was there. I was alone.
‘You will never be able to see again.’
I whirled around and the voice echoed along the halls. Empty.
‘Your eyesight will slowly fade until it is completely gone.’
I leaned against the wall and looked around. I was still alone. I could feel tears falling down my cheeks and I slid down the wall and hugged my knees.
‘You will lose your sight forever. You will never be able to see anyone ever again.’
‘You will be completely alone.’
‘Who would want to look after you?’
‘You friends and family will leave you. You’ll just be a burden to them.’
‘You will be alone.’
‘You will never regain your sight.’
I gasped and sat up in bed, my breathing was heavy and I clutched my shirt collar trying to breathe properly. I was sweating and my sheets were tangled up around my legs. I was shaking. This was strange, I didn’t usually remember my dreams. I usually forgot them as soon as I woke up. But I could remember it all. And the worst part was, I could recognise the voice that echoed in the halls. It was mine.
“Breathe.”
That’s what they’re telling me.
But I just can’t calm down.’
My music played as I numbly walked around my room picking put clothes for the day. The same old routine that I would replay, get up, get dressed, eat, and go to sleep. Repeat. Some days I had it in me to be optimistic and happy and smiling, but today, I wasn’t feeling it. I didn’t have it in me to fake a smile today. I picked a red and black Snow White’s Poison Bite tee and black jeans. I took a deep breath as a flashback of my dream came into my mind, every time I almost forgot what a dark and screwed up place it was, it reminded me.
‘I was so sure.
But I fell short.
I thought I’d stand tall, and shake the ashes off,
I told myself that I could be strong.
I was so sure.’
I mindlessly combed through my hair so it didn’t fall all over my face. I started singing along with the lyrics.
‘We’re still too young, this is too much.
I was naive and out of touch
I was so sick of always needing saved’
I turned the music off and walked out of my room to go downstairs and get breakfast, quietly singing the last few lines as I walked through the door.
‘“Breathe.”
That’s what they’re telling me,
But I just don’t know how.’
Hello! I thought it would be a good idea to see into Tate's mind a little more and see his insecurities and fears. I hope you liked it! If you did, leave a vote or a comment? The song used in this chapter is'called I was so sure by Former Vandal.
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