Romeo's Tale; Entanglement

Chapter Six: Barbara

Barbara Silvers

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The day Clyd wakes up...

The doctor said that the gun wound on my shoulder would heal for just a week. Only one of those three shots wounded me. Lucky, said Jed, but hell no! Being shot and wanted to kill will never be considered being lucky.

It was just some of Jed's breaking-the-stress jokes but I reacted more than enough. I slapped him on the face and then he stopped talking.

Anyway, the bleeding was only because of this one big vein that was wounded and nothing else serious like damage organs or anything like that at all. The doctors just need to stitch my wounds back and viola I'm good. But it took a week of healing though.

Burial of Clyd's mother will be in hours today. Clyd's still lying on his bed and I feel bad for him.

Clyd's an orphan now, so I take care of him starting the day he was brought to the hospital. I wouldn't mind doing it that I myself know how bad his situation will be once he wakes up.

I open my eyes and never saw my biological parents. Orphanages tossed me over to different places, and now I end-up studying here in Waikato town. I, myself, am an orphan too, but now I'm old enough to take care of myself―I guess. Actually, I was brought here after passing the entrance exam in Cambridge High for scholarships.

"Carol! Ara! Clyd's awake!"
I can hear Jed shouting about Clyd waking up. My mind pushes me to wake up instantly, but my body's worn out.

"What happened?" Clyd said with his weary voice. I could feel how sluggish it is, that I think my voice would be like that too if I talk.

Now my head was lift up and I can see Clyd's sleepy face―which I think I also looked like at the moment. I can feel Clyd's hands still as cold as ice, just like how it was before but it's moving now. He's awake. Now I know he's really awake.

Feeling his arms move and hearing his voice, pictures of him lying on the road after being hit by a car pops up in my mind. I can't bring myself not to cry so I did. I cry but I can't feel the tears at all. I can hear Clyd asking why I cry but I can't talk with all these heavy feelings inside my chest. I sob, sniff, and cry like I lost someone. I can feel comfort from my back as someone's rubbing it―and it's Carol.

And I remember Elizabeth's burial is in a few hours so I sniff out my crying then say, "We were just about to go but then you wake up."

"Yah" Ara agrees with me then they talk about lots of things afterwards. Clyd seems to forget about what happened. So I just sat there as Ara hugs me in her waist.

But then Clyd finally realized our dresses and so we explained.

"Wait―" Clyd started with his heavy breathing and tried to stand his body up pulling my hands towards him. He then stopped after, I think, head-pain strokes him. We hold him back to lie down on his bed and he grunts and whines out of pain.

Ara tries to comfort her with words. But he won't, he has gone mad wanted to see his mom once again.

"I want to see her." Clyd said as he sobs.

Those words hits me real deal.

"Y-You will, alright―You will." I said holding his hands tight while trying not to cry again, but crap! I did. "We'll see her, alright?" So I said, wiping my tears out.

After that, Jed started his breaking-the-stress jokes then the mood became not that sad and gloomy anymore.

Then my worn out body takes over me. I slept while they're talking.