Doubts ( Part ten out now)

Chapter 9: The Hospital.

The moment I open my eyes, I see nothing but a plain white room.. There are a few pink and red balloons. And the beeping of a heart monitor is breaking the killing silence. 

What happened? I only remember...MY PARENTS!! The monitor starts beeping rapidly and nurses storm into the room: "She's awake!!", "Get Doctor Dean!", "oh my gosh why is her heart beating so fast?!?". Many things are being screamed trough the room, everything gets blurry and the voices sound muted. All I hear is my own heartbeat, my own breathing and a high pitched sound which is making my brain burn.

I am hyperventilating and scared, flashbacks flash by and make me doubt everything and everyone once again. "We are your real parents". I wasn't sure whether to believe them or not.. I mean, I do look like them I guess?..

In my panic I must have yanked out my infusion, because right now I am bleeding heavily from my wrist. A doctor comes rushing in and speaks with a calm voice: "Hello Violet, my name is Dr. Dean, nice to meet you", "I will now put your infusion back in. And bring you back to sleep until you are completely stable again, okay Violet?", "o..ok-kay I say with a broken voice".

When I wake up again, I tell myself to stay calm. I push a red button and a nurse comes running in, " Why did you push the emergency button dear?", she asks. I answer: "I want to know what happened to me". She nods and calls Dr. Dean, after a little while he shows up and sits on the side of my bed. "Do you want the long or the short version dear?" he asks. "How long will I need to stay here?", I ask. He answers: "Two weeks, Violet". "Well I have enough time for the long version then", I say with a smirk on my face.

He says with a friendly smile, "Alright, the long version it is".

"You first came here in bad shape, you had a deep cut in your arm and had lost a lot of blood. We were not sure what your name was and where you were from, we did find your passport but when we looked up the name: Viana Lois Johnson, we couldn't find anything about you or your family. You were in the hospital for a month when the police found out who you were, your real name is: Viana Lois Peterson. You had been stolen from your parents and dropped off at the door from the Johnsons with a card saying your name is Viana Lois ~ Violet. and that they had to take care of you."

A relieve melt over me when I heard him say that the people who raised me did not steal me but only cared for me. I realized that I had exaggerated by running away from home, but how could I have predicted this?! Nobody could have known. If these people who claim to be my parents actually are... then I do not regret running away, I might never have met them in real life if I wouldn't have. "why did I wake up home instead of in the hospital?" I asked curiously.

"ohh, sweetheard.." he says sceptical. "you were in a really bad condition.. we were sure you were going to die so we put you off oxygen and heart support but you, as the miracle you are, breathed on your own. We were still sure it would only take a week for you to pass away though, because your brain activity only showed breathing and the beating of your heart. You didn't move an inch by yourself as long as you had been in the hospital. And your birth parents, the Petersons, did not want you to die in a hospital bed if you would just lay there anyways. So we gave you home with them, about a month after that you randomly get brought back again with them saying you woke up. I actually fell from my chair!"

*giggle*

"Do you think it's funny that I fell off my chair?"

"M..maybeee??" I say with a big fat smile on my face.
He smiles at me, it makes me feel warm inside, I already knew he was going to be my best friend for at least the next few weeks.
"Go on already!!" I almost yell at him. Okay, okay.

He went on with his story: " you were at least 30 kilometres away from you home. I don't know how fast you walked but you came at the gass station at 10 in the morning.", "oh lord! I had walked for 7 hours!" I say.

He looks at me with big eyes and says: "Oh wow, why did you even leave?", "it's okay If you do not want to answer that".

I answer him: "I left, because my parents told me that I am adopted, that was a really big shock you know? I am just a 16 year old.. I left to go clear my head at my best friend's house. OH MY GOSH DOES SHE EVEN KNOW THAT I AM OKAY!?!?!"

"She does, violet. We contacted the Johnsons as soon as we knew where you were from and they were totally shocked. They hadn't even noticed you being gone, they only knew the dog was acting weird. The Johnsons told Layla and they actually all visited you a few times while you were in coma."

Coma... a word you better hope you will never get involved with.
I kind of knew you know? I was sceptical though, it could have been something else.. right? I was In a coma for two months! That's around 60 days!

That moment I see a few people walking into the hospital room,

It are, the Johnsons and the Petersons.

"You may choose with who you want to go and live."

To be continued...

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I want to apologize for being so late, I hope you did/ do enjoy reading this chapter. 

what will happen next? who will Violet choose to live with? find out in the next episode of Doubts. out next wednesday 23:59 pm. -xx- Annemiek.