Chapter 3

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The heart will turn to a prune if love is always by the numbers. How will you know if someone really loves you if they only meet your expectations and not your needs?

~Robert Fulghum
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The minute he said those words, I thought my imagination were playing at me, for I just thought someone drop a bomb making it explode in my very face, Like the whole world came crashing in front of me, damn hurts!

"You were under coma 2 weeks ago"

Those word's keep ringing in my head, like some broken alarm clock, making my brain ache again and again

Then, I manage to finally ask

" Did someone came asking or maybe came here to find me"
I ask in a small voice, scared of what words he'll spill next, scared to think no one came. I know I'm not important but could they just pretend I'm somewhat part of their family, I don't like those girls but what matters is my father, I'll do everything to make him remember what he misses when he disregarded me as his own daughter.

I thought I caught something flashed in his eyes, something I can't determine whether it is pity or some kind of remorse, anger rose from the pit of my stomach how could they? Maybe I'm wrong, there has to be an explanation.

" please don't look at me like that, I'd rather kill myself than to be look something like what you are giving to me."

" why, what happened between you and your family, it seems that your family doesn't give any shit with yo--."

" STOP!"
I cried, To think my family, my own blood don't have a shit whether I'm dead or alive, It did, stung... a feeling that someone stab you endlessly and continuously fuck I need to find some room, I'll let myself cry my heart out in the very corners where there's no annoying doctor loitering

" sorry for my outbursts, I'm still in the verge of accepting.." I said quietly
After I realized there's no one for me, at least I'll let this annoying stethoscope to give me shoulders to cry on

" Accepting what?"
He said but I ignored him, he's really annoying, I let my head down, that should nerds do bowing their heads to whom who is more powerful than them

" who are you?" I ask but he ignore me, eeh!? so that should how we solve all our problems we should ignore the people who's trying to talk to us (insert sarcasm here)

" your kidding right? you knew me, I know you knew me, com' one Dr. Ray! Duh!! you just had some coma not amnesia" he said with a touch of bitchiness, like making his pinkie curl as if he's holding a cup what the fuck? Is he what I'm thinking him to be?

I knew he's familiar but I did NOT expect that my head is getting slower, that I even forget my Oh so caring Doctor, I'll blame this to that brick, I see.. he was that doctor who panics when I'm having that shock thing, hahaha.. (insert sarcastic laugh) bitter than never.

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