Chapter 3

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Melissa P.O.V
I slowly open my eyes as a blur of lights and voices hit me. I wince as Pain cuts through my body. I Rub my eyes and I slowly sit up.
I take a look around and I realize that I am in a hospital. I have no idea why. I don't even have a vague idea of what happened, and why I'm here. I feel a cannula jammed up my nose, and wires connected all over my arms. I look at the bruises and cuts, that are scattered over my body. Some deep and some shallow. I see a handsome young doctor walk in.
"Glad to see you awake." he says in an interesting Australian accent. Or is it British? I can never tell.
"I will need to take some blood, so please sit up and hold out your left arm." He says putting on gloves. I sit up straight, as the doctor pulls out a syringe, and a needle out of the drawer.
"Why am I here?" I say as he walks over. He frowns and says,
"Don't your remember? you got into a major car crash with your friend. Ennie."
My heart drops and a lump forms in my throat. My eyes tear up but i blink them away, as he pokes the needle into my arm.
"It's Ellie. Not Ennie" I croak. Blood squirts into the tube, which will be taken into a lab and be experimented on. I felt like some kind of lab rat, or test guinea pig.
"Sorry." says the doctor.
"She is in very critical condition right now. Don't wake her."
"Why what happened."
"One of her lungs has collapsed, and since she has cancer it might be fatal. But we are trying our hardest to fix her, but she is in a coma at the moment and in a very fragile state right now."
All I heard was, lung collapse, fragile state, and coma. I burst into tears. What did i do to deserve this? More importantly what did Ellie do to deserve this? Why is life never fair? I fell back into my pillow and sobbed harder I turned away from the doctor and faced the wall.
Dylan - my brother- comes in and sits at the foot of my bed.
"What do you want?" I say wiping tears. Silence. "Why are you even here. Aren't you supposed to be at school this time of day?" speechless.
"JUST SAY SOMETHING!" I yell.
"I'm here because I care."
"Since when? All you've never given a crap about what I do. I broke two parts of my leg two years ago, and you told me to walk it off. You never visited Ellie during treatment, so why do you chose now to even have the slightest interest in how I'm doing, when all these years you've been nothing but a son of a bitch! so go walk it off!"
He got up. I expected him to start hitting me and yelling at me but he just looked at me with tears in his eyes. This made me finally cry.
"I came to apologize. But clearly it doesn't matter."
"Why apologize now when you could have all these years. Sure pity me now but I've reached the point of where I don't need my big brother anymore. So go on with your life. Go hang out with those tools you call friends but I don't want you anywhere near me." at that he turns around and walks away, not even looking back to give me a chance to change my mind. It would help if he looked back, but I sure as hell will never change my mind. I start crying again. Basically for no absolute reason. But I couldn't hold it in. I let the tears out spill like the giant buckets at the water parks.
After a long time of crying I decided to go to sleep. Go into a dreaming state and get away from this hell I'm living in at the moment. I don't care what happened, how it happened, or what will happen. All I want right now is to have life hand me something easier.
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