Out of Time (5SOS)

Chapter 2

*Girl on right is who I picture as Harmony. Celebrity is Lily Collins*

Through a blurry haze, and the ringing in my head, I make it back to the real world. My limbs weak, as usual, my stomach churning. I open my eyes and spy mum in the corner of the room. I groan a little, trying to get her attention. I lift my arm a little before it comes crashing back down to my bed. 

Mum jumped from her chair and floated over to me. Holding my hand tightly. She had tears brimming her eyes, but a smile crossing her lips. "I'm glad you're awake now!" She exclaimed. "Bree is outside, they wouldn't let her in until you woke up." She leaned over all the cables I was hooked to and hugged me lightly. 

"How. How long was it?" I managed to get out. My mouth and throat saw. My hand holding and rubbing the front of my neck. 

"It was about three hours. They will have to run tests on you and see if it worked." Mum said and pulled up a chair next to my bed. Running light circles on the top of my hand. 

"Water?" I asked. She looked around the room for a cup, but there wasn't any. 

"I'll go and get you a cup." She said and kissed my forehead before leaving the room. I looked down my arms, to my left, to my right. Cables, everywhere. I am attached to more than I normally have been before. I looked out the window, bright light. Must be just after midday. 

The door opened and Bree flew in, latching herself to me. "You're awake!" She exclaimed. "I've been sitting out there for two hours. Waiting for you to wake up! But here you are!"

Mum came back in with a class of water and handed it to me. The cold water running down my throat. "Yes, here I am." I said, sounding a little out of it. 

"Don't worry dear, you'll be home soon." Mum said. "But then we will be leaving again."

"What do you mean?" I asked. Looking between mum and Bree. Then to her parents as they walk in the door. 

"Next week we are going on our holiday around the country!" Bree squealed. My mouth dropped. We are actually going!

"No way." I said, my voice a little higher. "Really! This soon? Wow!" 

"Why wait? There is nothing at home that you need to do, no school to attend." Mum said. 

"Thank you!" I said, tears brimming my eyes. I knew my time was coming soon, and going on this holiday, might be a step in being happier for my final time. 

The doctor walked in, took some blood tests, and then sent me home, wishing to see me in three days time to see if it worked. Mum helped me to get dressed and then put me in my wheelchair and pushed me out of the hospital. 

The wires were gone, I was back in my own clothes, and my mood had been lifted at the someone in my position, this isn't turning out too bad right now.  

We went out for lunch at a small restaurant. I ordered a small pasta dish, sat in my wheelchair, outside on the small deck. People walking past staring, sending glares towards me. I normally, hate it. Always getting constant glares, the why is she in a wheelchair whispers always circulating around me, wherever I go. But today, even though it's still happening, I'm still hearing the whispers, still seeing the glares and stares, but nothing good darken my mood today. A holiday on the rise, in less than a week. Nothing could be better.  

"When we get home, we are going to have to start packing. We leave on Friday, and you miss, take forever to pack!" Bree laughed, nudging me a little. 

"Bree is right you know!" Mum laughed. "But I think the both of you will end up having a fashion parade instead of packing!"

"That is also a probability!" Mary laughed, spooning some rice into her mouth. Bree laughed before frantically tapping my arm trying to get my attention. I looked at her, my eyes wide.