I layed there, on the ground, everything was a blur; suddenly I heard voices, they must be home, mom walked towards me, in seconds, that image dissapeared.
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"Hi sweetie." a voice said from next to me, I tried to open my eyes but they failed me, I figured it must have been mom since she was the last person I had seen. She held my hand and began rubbing the back of it with her warm palm, I tried turning my head to face her but the pain was excrutiating, so I settled for the usual 'weak patient sound' an occassional hmmm. At that moment, the rest of my family walked in: dad, Jay and Londi.
"How is she?" I heard my dad say, I am certain he was holding a bouquet of flowers because the room suddenly smelt like death (yes, that is what flowers smell like to me, death).
"Oh she's better, not fully recovered but definitely better." mom replied, standing up to hug her two other kids. I guess they assumed I was now asleep since my eyes had been closed for a while, because they began to speak (in ways that they wouldn't if I were standing right beside them).
"What happened to her Lu? What was she doing?" my dad whispered.
"I don't know what she was thinking honestly, the doctor says that there are an excessive amount of pills in her system, mixed with alcohol," mom coninued, wow these doctors are quite accurate, "she fell from a higher surface Joe, I think it was the second balcony." Yes it was the second balcony, but I didn't think I would fall, I guess moms' booze is stronger than I thought.
"And where were you when all of this happened?" my dad asked, enraged.
"I was, out. Don't go on as if I was supposed to guess that our daughter is suicidal and hug her all day, I'm obviously just as surprised as you are!"
"Well you could've, no you know what, I'm not getting into this. I told you to get rid of your alcohol ample times Luyanda, would you look now? Look at her."
"So you're blaming me for this? Huh?"
"No, I have to get back to work, I hope she'll be okay, and if you do decide to leave the hospital, please can you at least give me a call so I can take the shift." my dad said before shutting the door behind him.
"Bye angel." My mom said to my sister, I doubt she'd be calling dad that right now.
"Bye mo-, uh mom, should we get you anything to eat?" Londi asked.
My mom sniffed and then I knew she was crying, I really wish I could hug her right now. "Uhm, you can get food for yourselves hunny, I'm alrght, there's a few stores downstairs."
"Alright then, bye." my sister said on her way out.
After that scene, I fell asleep, until I was awakened by my phone's constant vibration. It was 2am and mom was still by my side, she was dead asleep, with a small purple blanket wrapped around her. I checked my phone to see what was so urgant, and they were messages, and 50 missed calls, crazy! So I texted my friends back to tell them that I'm okay, and I actually really was, my eyes were wide open and I could move my neck (sort of), it was still painful but it was better. Mom woke up about 2 hours later.
"Morning my angel." she said, tiredly.
"Hey." I whispered, I can never speak loudly when during odd hours, if I try, it won't be clear.
"How are you feeling?" she said, getting a hold of my hand AGAIN.
"Fine." I replied, avoiding eye contact, I turned away from her and lay my head on the pillow once again. I really didn't want to get into the whole whats wrong, do you wanna talk about it, thank goodness i walked in, what happened, why this and why that. I just really don't want to get into it, not now not ever, I wish they could all just forget, because surely now even family from England know about the incident. I don't even want to think of what my silly aunts are thinking.
