Something fell over my face and someone was sticking something in my arm. “Ouch!” Again the word stayed trapped in my lungs. What’s going on? Why is everyone in such a rush? And where the hell am I?
I must’ve fallen asleep because the next time I was aware those lights were gone and I could hear my parents whispering somewhere off in a corner.
“Why would she do this?”
“I don’t know. I never should’ve let her go upstairs by herself that long. I knew something was wrong, I could see it in her face. What kind of mother am I?”
“No baby don’t do that, this is not your fault. We’ll wait for the cops to do their thing and then we’ll have some answers.”
I squinted behind my closed lids. Cops? Who’d done what? And why the hell can’t I wake up? A cold panic took over and I knew they had to hear the way my bones rattled and my body shook.
I felt them approach and stand on either side of my bed. Mom took one of my hands in hers and daddy brushed the hair back from my brow.
This is beginning to freak me out, like what the hell is going on? Why are my parents acting so weird? What, is that strange light, and why are cops getting involved in anything?
I heard a strange voice at the door of the room and mom and dad stepped away and left. The door closed behind them and I strained to hear what was being said to no avail.
I felt panic rise in my chest when they were gone for longer than five minutes, but as soon as they came back I started to settle again. Is something wrong with me? Where’s Brandon why am I here? Exactly where is here?
I know it’s not home; it’s not my room. The sheets don’t smell or feel like mine and the air was kinda stuffy.
I was starting to get a sickening feeling in my stomach as I tried to rack my brain, to remember everything before I heard my mother scream.
I was in my bedroom; daddy was at the door and I… I sat up in bed and screamed. The sound was harsh and horrible in my ears and my lungs hurt so bad I thought I would pass out.
“Shh baby, shh, it’s okay you’re okay daddy’s here.” I felt his comforting arms come around me and where I once would’ve needed nothing else, there was something missing. That’s when I started screaming for Brandon.
Mom sat on my other side and they cocooned me in. Not even the warmth of their bodies could erase the cold that seeped into me once my mind started playing back the last few hours.
I felt empty, dead, but I knew I was alive even though there was a block of ice where my heart once was.
I was finally able to open my eyes but I saw nothing as I stared across the room at the bare hospital wall.