Anna - Rose wakes up from a coma after being in a major accident, and gets told that she's suffering from Retrograde amnesia, a type of memory loss. Taking one day at a time, she tries to learn and regain knowledge about her old life whilst at the s...
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The sound of the hushed whispers from my right wake me. A cold draft enters the room and goosebumps appear on my arm. Beeping on my left can be heard and the sound of someone attempting to be quiet breaks the eerie silence.
"I've told you Peter, I don't know why she was there"
"That's not good enough, she tells you everything. You never listen, if you did this wouldn't be happening and we all wouldn't be here".
"That's unfair, you can't pin the blame all on me. She's not a child anymore. Where were you then? Because I bet you weren't where you were supposed to be either"
Trying my hardest to move even a fraction of my body, the feeling of someone beginning to stroke my hair startled me, almost enough for me to break out of this trap my body holds me in.
"For fucks sake, you better figure out what to tell him. Because I'm not about to call and explain what the hell happened. What will everyone say, huh? What other lie are you going to come up with now? She only just figured out what was hidden from her, and now as if by some miracle, she's back to square one. And you're back to being the doting mother you so desperately want everyone to see you to be. That's only if she can't -"
"Shut up Peter. Drop it now. I love my daughter just as much as I love you, you think I wanted this to happen? Everything that happens from the moment that she will wake up will be for her own good. A fresh start."
A damp cloth landed on my forehead, making me only just realise how hot I was. The cold water calmed me down and relaxed me. The voices though, sounded too foggy, too far away for me to hear, let alone understand. My hand was taken into a pair of sweaty ones, but it was somehow comforting. The feeling of being less alone in this darkness was a nice feeling.
"And I never lied, I tried to protect her feelings. Something you know absolutely nothing about. Now, the doctor said she'll wake soon, and that was a few hours ago so do the world a favour for once and get her a new glass of water. She'll need it when she wakes."
Footsteps that sounded from my right walked off, the heavy steps slowly got quieter until the loud squeak of the door opened and slammed shut behind him. A heavy sigh came from my left, the movement of the bed lowering to accommodate the weight of another body made me on edge. Calming my breathing and allowing the darkness to take over, once again helped me from torturing myself with thousands of unanswered answers, one being, why can't I remember how I ended up here?
