The Difference Between Vulnerability And Desolation Is Fear | Aphmau AU

Five/Seventeen

The 25th of October, Wednesday, 2017.

I repeated myself again and got no answer. I couldn't turn my head to look at the screen. Hoping I hadn't gone deaf, I started screaming.
   The doors busted open. "WHAT'S WRONG?!" My mom shouted, running over.
   "I-I can't hear her!" I said, crying harder. I wasn't relieved that I wasn't deaf. I didn't care. I just wanted to hear her.
    She sighed but walked over. "You scared me." She was panting from clearly running. She picked up the phone and checked it. "Oh, my phone ran out of battery. Sorry. Hold on a second sweetie." She kissed my forehead and gave me the oxygen mask again. She walked out and came back later with a charger, plugged it in, turned on her phone then rang again and put the phone back where it was before. She kissed my forehead again, a motherly habit of hers, and then left when I stopped crying and the phone cut out. 
   "Hey! Why'd you hang up?!" Aphmau asked.
   "I-I didn't, the phone the phone ran out of battery."
   "Oh. Sorry, I-I thought you hung up." She laughed weakly, sniffing. She had been crying.
   "No, I'm sorry. I should have checked."
   She giggled silently. "Yeah. Dummy." I smiled and turned my head to face the phone. 
   "It's so good to hear your voice. A-And... I'm really sorry by the way. For what I've done to you, I mean." She said, sound showing that she was wiping her eyes.
   "Aphmau its fine. It wasn't actually you, it was a potion making you do all of those things. If you weren't actually under a potion, sure, I'd be mad, but you were."
   "Force of habit. It was still my body though hurting you and I feel like it was my fault. I-I should have listened to you, then it wouldn't have happened."
   "It would have still happened. Ein would have found a way. Aphmau, it wasn't your fault at all."
   She sniffed again. "Sorry."
   "What are you apologizing for?"
   "I-I don't know! I just feel like I have to."
   I laughed and tried to comfort her, and then continued to talk. It was as if I was oblivious to the fact she wasn't actually in the room with me, and that I wouldn't see her in person for months. I didn't realize this though until my mom came in five hours later while we were talking about A-Con, and what could've potentially happened last time. Luckily we were past the so-called 'dirty talk' so it wasn't awkward.
   "Aaron, I think it's time you stop talking." She said, walking over.
   My eyes widened. "What?" I asked. My heart rate machine started to beep faster.
   "NO!" Aphmau screamed since the phone was still in speaker and so she could hear.
   "It's not healthy to be on the phone for this long, I'm sorry. Say goodbye Aaron." She said, pouring a little of the antidepressant in me.
   "Please, no!" I screamed, starting to cry.
   She sighed quietly. "It's not my choice. My phone company warned me to not go over 6 hours at once, which is 3 minutes away, because it's dangerous for the phone. You can call her again in a few days."
   "MOM-!" I shouted, but she had already hung up the phone. I started crying even harder. She gave me the oxygen mask to calm down my heart rate, the grabbed her phone and walked out of the room with it.
   The antidepressant took shorter to take effect this time. I stopped crying after a minute, and then realized something. Just at that moment, my mom rushed in. "WAIT, WASN'T YOUR HEAD POINTED TO THE SKY?!" 
   I nod. Funnily enough that was exactly what I was thinking. Her eyes widened, both of us astounded and in shock, then she ran out, calling for the doctor.
   They both rushed back in a minute later. The doctor went through tests and nodded after them all. "Yep. His bones are healing. Mr Lycan, can you please try to move your arms?" Trying, nothing happened. He paid close attention. He smiled when the very tip of my index finger on my right hand moved fraction. "We need to start on that physical therapy as soon as. His bones seem to be working at a rapid rate, considering. Now is the best time. It's best we work while his body is doing this, as we have a better chance of getting the paralysis over and done with quicker." He was acting like I had suddenly completed a mile long run, not moving my head and barely my finger.