The never
released fairytale
Chapter 13 part
1
I really hoped it would finally be the end.
Hoped I could finally leave this world, or at least leave this
body.
A steady beeping reaches my ear as I gain consciousness again. I
don't want to open my eyes, despite knowing I'm in the
hospital and not back in the facility.
I really feel like crying.
Why couldn't I just die? Why did those people have to see me
and call an ambulance? Why didn't they [the men] leave me
dying in some field far away from civilization?
I then open my eyes, letting tears escape my eyes.
My older brother was sitting next to the bed, his face buried in
his face.
My brother's name is Finn and he should be about 21 now.
I remain quiet, not wanting to interrupt him with whatever he is
doing. But he already noticed I woke up and looks into my eyes
with his ocean blue one's.
He has changed a lot, yet not that much. His face grew older, his
body got more muscular and I think his hair is shorter.
His eyes are red, probably from crying.
Now he is hugging me, saying "Oh god we finally got you
back" over and over. I stayed numb, trying to tell my brain
he is my brother and wouldn't do something bad to me.
The door opens and Finn decides to leave, probably doesn’t
wan to stand in the doctors way.
Three men entered the room with two women.
Despite my attempt to convince my psyche that these men are just
doctors, the beeping simulating my heartbeat got faster and my
eyes open wide. I feel like I would be in some black whole,
caught with those men, not able to run, again.
When I was about fifteen I decided to never deal with men anymore
if I should ever get out there.
Even thought about becoming lesbian, but knowing I probably
couldn't turn my head like that.
My head telling me I should do something, defend myself, I
started screaming.
One of the doctors came to me, trying to bring me down.
Well, it may not have worked to use my black belt skills on the
men, but now it was different. Maybe because the start was
different. Leighton made pretty sure I could do whatever I want
and still wouldn't be able to do something.
That's why I defend myself as the doctor tries to touch me.
My heart beat increasing.
The doctor I threw to the ground says he wouldn't do
something. Exactly that I thought of Steven, too.
Now, the woman, probably a doctor too, comes closer, looking into
my eyes, probably thinking she could tame me like an animal if
she did that.
"Maybe you all should leave the room, I can handle
this", she tells the other people in the room. Honestly, she
makes me angry, very angry. I might be classified as
"lunatic" now. But I still won't let her treat me
like one.
"My name is Abbey Chandler and I am your
psychiatric"
"My name is Asa Bennett and I am your patient,
obviously", okay, I know that is very impolite. But I
decided to go along with that.
"Do you know what happened to me?", I ask, deciding
I'd play the "I can't remember
something"-card.
"No. That's one of the reasons I am here. Why did you
scream as we came in, Asa?"
"I don't know… I can't remember
something", I wonder how good I can lie. But Jeff taught me
how to. Probably so I wouldn't tell someone about them.
"Memory loss isn't unusual in a case like yours. Just
tell me when you remember something."
"Sure", she left the room, sending the nurse and
doctors back in. That machine really annoys me, that is kinda
like stalking my psyche.
But this time I accomplish not to freak out.
The doctor that I smashed down to the floor introduces him as
Christian James and after I apologized I'd smashed him down,
he tells me he performed my surgery.
"Surgery?", why would they surgey on me?
"Your stomach began to dissolve due to the acid in it. The
surgery was a success, though, and your body is regenerating from
the incident"
The other's names were Doctor Anthony Smith, who was my
beauty surgeon trying to treat my injuries, and Doctor Walter
Trotsky being my anesthetist. He also told me that I hade been in
a coma for two weeks.
The other woman introduces her as Annette and she is my nurse.
She told me I could ask for her whenever I want and gave me a
pager. Before they left she told me how to use it.
I put the pager on the table next to my bed and then the door
opens again and my mom and Finn appeared.
My mom is crying, yet smiling at me and Finn holds an arm around
me.
Both come around either side of my bed and my mom caresses my
cheek and hair with her hand.
"I have missed you so much my little girl."
She wouldn't stop crying so I touched her cheek, saying,
"Mom, it's okay. I'm back. Stop crying. Everything
is going to be all right."
"I actually thought that'd be my line", she widened
her smile and managed to stop crying. Finn keeps quiet but
squeezed my hand as I would leave if he let go off me.
"Your dad has to work and we figured Kayla should come when
you’re awake … So she's at a
friend's".
"But she does know that I'm-that I'm back,
right?"
"Of course, honey.", Kayla is my little sister and she
was nine the last time I saw her.
"You grew to such a beautiful woman, Asa.", right,
beautiful, that's exactly what they said, too. I think my mom
could have hugged me the whole day and would still want to be
near me.
I was happy to see them, but I couldn't really show it,
because I had to admit that my body was still very weak.
But whatever, I had worse days.
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