BORROWED TIME

33

"Bei?"

I lazily shifted my gaze to two people entering the room.

"How are you?"

I just stared at the two of them.

"We are sorry for what happened."

Maki held my hand but I still didn't respond.

"Bei, we know that you are going through so much right now. But please, be strong, we are here for you. Get well soon, okay?" it was Cel this time who caressed my back.

I just stared at the two of them as they tried to engage me in a conversation. But Jia's death was already so much for me to take in and it has already occupied my entire mind for the last week.

Whenever they try to ask me something, my mind was just empty of words to answer those. I know they are trying to be patient with me. But I know I can't do what they wanted.

After everything that happened, mas gusto ko na lang mapag-isa kesa makaharap silang lahat. Because I know there's a part if then who blames me on what happened.

Si Kianna?

I've never seen her ever since we broke up. I don't know if she knew what happened to my bestfriend or baka nga hindi niya alam na I met an accident after my bestfriend passed away.

I don't know if she visited Jia's funeral, or even me when I was still asleep in the hospital.

"Bei? We have to go now. Magpalakas ka, okay? We are hoping to see you back from the normal. We love you. Bye."

The two of them bid their goodbyes while I was just in the hospital bed, leaning my back at the headboard and just looking at the white-coated wall of the room.

I heard someone opened the door but I didn't bothered to look at the person anymore.

"Anak..."

It was my parents. Together with a doctor.

"Miss de Leon..." the doctor started.

I paid a look at him but shifted my gaze anyway.

"We already have your diagnostics on your injuries. And we have discovered that both of your legs were fractured."

"I know. It's obviously injured. Why do you have to repeat it for me?" I emotionlessly told him.

"Bea." it was my dad. With warning in his tone.

But I just looked at him as if I am asking him if I said something wrong. But he just shook his head.

"Ahem... So about your injuries. Your parents decided that you will take two separate operations. That will be scheduled two to three weeks from now. Probably, after you finally gain back your health and strength then you're good to take the surgeries."

I looked at him intently.

"Do you think I want to have surgeries?" I told him while making an eye contact with him.