homerun
part
#108
"what are you serious?" johnny
asked, looking down at me. i had my head between my knees
and i was trying to control my breathing. i heard the front
door, well side door, rip open, and a bunch of feet hit the
ground and run over.
"wait pat." i heard alyssa's voice. she put her
hand on my shoulder and she was on her knees. "what
happened?" she asked, her eyes filled with worry.
"what do you mean, she doesn't remember?"
"well, you know how she hit her head?" i asked, she
nodded. "well she couldn't remember me. she told
blake she didn't have a boyfriend." i said, and put my
head down again.
"but she remembered blake?" alyssa asked. i just
nodded my head. they all sat there in silence.
alyssa's phone started to vibrate. "this is the
number blake called on earlier." she said.
"hello?" she answered the phone.
"oh, she is? you are? they want you to what?" she
said, answering questions. "okay, see you soon."
she said, and hung up her phone.
"what?" i asked.
"well, since they really don't see a need to keep her in the
hospital, they're releasing her, and they want her to go home,
like home-home. they said if she felt weird, to go to the
hospital back at home."
"alright, guys time to pack it up, i guess." ray
said.
"no." alyssa said. "blake and i are going to
drive her home tonight, in her car. chris she said you can take
her car home tomorrow." alyssa said.
"what about her memory?" johnny asked. it stung,
but i'd wanted to hear about it too.
"yea, the doctor said she should remember all the important
stuff within a month. like how to drive, and the important
people in her life. but she's not legally now to drive
until 6 months after the seizure." alyssa said.
"but if she doesn't remember the important stuff in a month,
like if her grades drop and stuff. he wants another
mri."
"i'm going to go for a walk." i said, standing up.
"don't you wanna see devon again?" rockne asked.
"no. i don't want my heart shattered again." i said,
and i got up, and walked away, down the street, towards the
ocean. my goal was to cross the road i might see blake
driving up before she got there. i did successfully, and i
got to the beach. i walked to an abandoned spot, and walked
up to the waterline. it was pretty empty, but i just sat
down at the waterline, and stared out. i was so
upset. how could she forget me? i just watched
private practice (erin made me watch it) and the fiancee couldn't
remember her almost husband, but it was because he abused her,
and she tried to block it out of her memory. i'd done
nothing wrong to devon. i'd never intentionally hurt her,
or inflicted pain on her. unless.. oh crap. UCSD. but
was she so upset at me to not remember that? i didn't know,
but i just tried very hard to not think, as i stared out in the
ocean. i wasnt sure how much time passed, and frankly, i
didn't care. i didn't realize i was deep into not thought
until a girl walked up to me, and was standing in my peripheral
vision.
"hello there?" she asked, and was waving at me.
"oh sorry, hi. uhm do you need something?" i
asked.
"no, i was just wondering if you were okay. you've
been sitting there a while. i'm getting off my shift now,
so i was just seeing if you were okay." i looked at
her, and now that i saw it, she was wearing a lifeguard hoodie
with red shorts.
"well, nothing that you could help me with." i said,
and looked away. she was kind of pretty, but nothing
compared to my beautiful. she had blonde hair and bright
blue eyes. stereotypical lifeguard. really tan, but
little. i was never into the typical pretty.
"do you need a ride to wherever? or someone to talk
to, shoulder to cry on?" she asked with a smile.
"you know what, that's okay." i said, and her perkiness
vanished. she looked about a junior, maybe sophomore. she
was really tiny.
"oh okay," she said, and started to turn away.
"nice meeting you, uhm." she looked at me for a
second. i didn't answer and offered.
"you know what, if you don't mind hearing complete crap from
a total stranger, you can stay for little bit."
"if it makes you feel better, than sure." she said, and
sat next to me, but not too close for comfort.
"hi, my name's erica." she offered her hand.
"i'm pat. and i have a lot to get off my chest."
i said, and shook her
hand
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iwaslikewhoah · 1 decade ago
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soo good:] keeep writing this is so great:] i love it:]