Chapter Eight

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Chapter Eight

As I was eating my apple in the hospital I realised something, I always seemed to blackout at the most important times. For the past two days I had been in a coma so now all I do 24/7 is watch the news to see if they found Ethan yet. Since I’ve woken up, which has only been a few hours, the police have already come to see me more then three times and taken away my personals, like my phone. My parents are here right now but they’ve gone to get something to eat and most likely they’re talking to my doctor about my condition. He told me I was getting worse, but I already knew that. 

If there is one thing that I hate about having this disease is that I know it’ll prevent me from having all the experiences that I’ve dreamed of. It’s a never-ending list; so many things will be taken from me at once on the day my life is over.

‘Kayla?’

‘Hey dad.’

‘Your mum’s at the bathroom but I brought you some Thai takeaway.’ He smiled like nothing was wrong I loved that about him.

‘Thanks, did you ask for extra peanuts?’

‘Of course.’ He ruffled my hair and passed me my takeaway box. As we ate I glanced over at him, which turned into a stare because he looked so sad but when he caught me looking he quickly turned it into a smile.

‘Anything wrong?’ I hesitated, yes many things were wrong, in fact everything was wrong but I didn’t say that, instead I just shook my head. We ate the rest of our food in silence and my mum never came back from the bathroom.

‘Okay goodnight.’ I almost cried.

‘Love you dad.’

‘I love you too.’ He almost cried but left before that could happen.

It’s been a day since then and I was finally discharged from the hospital, good but one bad thing, I had school. I put on a beanie to cover the patches of thinner hair and luckily it was coldish day. I still sat with my old friends and Faye but I never really talked to them about much anymore, still I wasn’t surprised when they asked me about the missing boy. I was on the news, named as the girl who helped the runaway.

‘So Kayla how come you weren’t at school the last few days?’ Chelsea asked.

‘I had some stuff to do.’ Faye ignored me and avoided my eyes.

‘Oh like finding your lover boy?’ She giggled and she knows that I hate her giggle.

‘No like none of your business.’ I told her in a sarcastic attitude and she shut up. The rest of my ‘friends’ gave me glares. Too bad they don’t know the truth and that I’ll be gone soon.

I didn’t pay attention in class, I couldn’t be bothered, it’s not like I was going to need any of it anyways, since I didn’t even have a future. I literally slapped myself, why was I being so negative and pissy, it’s not everyone else’s fault I didn’t tell them about my disease. It’s not anyone’s fault but mine that I’m stuck here with no friends and no future and no life. At lunch I still sat with them but they ignored me, so I apologised.

‘Hey guys?’ No reply. ‘GUYS!’ They all glared at me except for Faye who ignored me.

‘Look I’m really sorry for my attitude and the way I’ve avoided you all for months but I’ve just been really caught up in some stuff and I couldn’t really tell you guys.’

‘We all know what you’ve been doing, dogging your friends for a runaway, gee thanks.’ Caitlin raised her eyebrows and scowled at me, even when she knew nothing at all.

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