Everything is a lie

Chapter 4

"Erik, Erik wake up."

I feel a hand on my thigh. The bed beneath me feels softer, and warm. The blanket covering my skin is thick.

"Erik wake up!" I hear someone scream

I sit up abruptly and erect trying to figure out where the voice Is coming from.

But nobody is there.

"Mom." I yell.

Nobody responds.

Tingles travel down my spine, giving me a more obvious feeling that something isn't right.

"Erik!" the voice screams again.

I blink and open my eyes and my mother stands Infront of me. I jump but my body instantly relaxes.

" The doctor said should feel its full effects in about a week or two but you might feel it start to work before then, she also said your not allowed to leave the house without me until your stiches heal, you start seeing the psychiatrist on Thursday and your next appointment is on Monday." She says her eyes sincere.

I pick up her hand and feel it, it's warm and soft slightly calloused right under her fingers. I remember her touch as a young child, it was always reassuring. I close my eyes and let my hands remember hers, her warmth like a conductor radiates through my body and memories flood my brain, making me nostalgic, I don't care for her much but I care for the way she used to make me feel, even she was never really important to me.

I open my eyes and meet her gaze

"I hope you are real, and not just imaginary, because you make me feel like I am here." My anger fades from our previous interaction.

"well I am real but I don't know what you mean."She kisses my forehead

I savor this moment as if it were the last, because this is the most realistic and authentic anything has ever been to me, and now that there is a possibility in my mind that my life doesn't exist this worries me.

She turns to leave but I grab her hand.

"Don't leave me please." I tell her, begging her with all the emotion I have left in me.

She turns back to me and sits on the side of my bed.

"Tell me about Emory. " She says looking at me intrigued.

"R...really I thought you couldn't see her?" I ask confused

"I haven't yet you never brought her over for dinner." She says scolding me with a grin.

"Emory is everything to me, we've known each other since we were little she lived next door and used to play with me, we started dating 3 years ago, she was so nice, kind and loving, her smile was the most beautiful by far, but she would leave me sometimes and I would become depressed but she would come back, I never knew why she left or why she would return, one day she would disappear and a week later she would reappear as if nothing ever had happened, but I love her and I would do anything to get her...I haven't seen her since last

Thursday in the hospital, what is today?"

"friday."

She said she would be here but she's not what did I do.

"She left me again."

She clicks her tongue and strokes my arm. And we sit in silence for a moment.

"She seems amazing and I know she will come back there is no need to worry."

Fear courses through me and I shiver, what did I do?

"She's gone." I hear a voice say.

I feel my mother squeeze my hand tighter.

"Calm down Erik. "she says stroking my shoulder harder.

What if she's actually here...and I just can't see her, what if I am in a false reality and she's waiting for me crying?"

"Emory!" I scream getting up from the bed I walk around my room with my hands out infront of me try to feel her

"Emory come to me." I whimper.

I turn around and my mom sits now on the side of my bed looking worried.

I crumple to the floor and begin to sob