More Than Math [Canceled Series]

Chapta 13

     I woke up suddenly; as if from a nightmare. My entire body was sweating as the memories refilled my head. I looked around. I was in my room again. In my own bed, in my own home. How strange. Was that all a dream?

     'Ouch!!' Definitely not! Once my heart stopped beating fifty times a second I felt pain all throughout my body. As if I had just been slammed into the floor. And remembering back, I had. But what grabbed my attention most of all was the feeling of the largest splinter I think I ever had, lodged in my back. I needed to see a doctor. No. I needed to see Dad. But with me all beaten up he would certainly ask what happened. And I would have no real answer. And if I did tell him about last night, he might never let me out of his sight ever again.

     So I got up out of bed and into the bathroom. When I was in there I found some tweezers and tried thinking through how I would take this needle out. First off I would need to actually build up the courage to do so. I was never good with needles. And just thinking about the fact that I had one stuck in my back made me feel somewhat nauseous.

     That made it to where I was a little slow when I forced myself to take off my shirt and try to see if I even could see it in the reflection of the mirror as I looked over my shoulder. I couldn't see it, as much as I tried turning my head, but the pain pinpointed it's location to me pretty well. Time for the next step. The scarry step. The tweezers step. I ever so carefully reached my arm over my shoulder so I could reach the needle I could tell was poking out a little. I almost felt like I was doing surgery on myself. My hands were shaking as they got closer and closer to the needle.

     I remembered years ago when I was only four or five. The first time I needed a shot. My mom had me with her and I was feeling really sick and she didn't want to call Dad, so she took me to the doctors' office. And oh boy I did not want to have a shot. So I ended up fighting back so hard my eyes almost started glowing and my mom had to cancel the trip. It ended with me getting picked up by my dad early since he had all his fancy smancy potions. And still, years later, I still hadn't ever gotten a shot before. And I could guarantee, that this was worse.

     Then suddenly, the phone rang. I jumped in surprise when my pocket started buzzing and I almost poked myself with the tweezers. Glad to have a destraction of some kind, I quickly pulled out the phone, which had a newly cracked screen, and answered without even looking at the number.

     "Hello?" I asked whoever was on the other side of the phone.

     '"Richard I need help!"' Emily's voice shot through the phone. I suddenly began to panic inside. What if that entity person had taken her?!

     "What, what is it?!" I asked in a hurry.

     '"It's Em. She- she... she didn't eat breakfast this morning! She said it was normal but I know it's not. For the past few months she has eaten as if she had been starved! And all of a sudden she has stopped eating all together! Do you think your dad might know what is wrong?"'Emily explained. I was so relieved hearing it wasn't as bad as I had feared. But I was still a little worried. Emily was right. At lunch Em always ate my food as well as hers as if she were a hungry bear after winter. Her suddenly stopping eating all together must be important in some way.

     "Um, yeah sure. Mind if you let me talk to her first so I can see if I can find out?" I decided to ask. There was no response but it sounded like someone was suddenly running full speed, slamming open a door, running even faster, and then slamming open yet another door. Emily really must have been worried.

     '"Em. You need to talk to Richard. His dad might be able to help you."' Emily shoved the phone into her friend.

     '"Hhhh.. Alright fine."' Em groaned.