Everly
After a month:
In hospital:
I was walking in the dark, not knowing where to go. I am feeling hurt and beaten. I never had any family, but I accepted it and took Kelly as my soul sister, not just my best friend. I always assured her that she was safe and got everything she wished for. I would have given my position to her if she had asked me or given me any hint that she wanted to take the throne. I never have any obligations because she asked me a bit rather than communicating with me; she decided to back at me, kiling all my heartfelt love towards her. Now, I don't want any kind of chance to meet her again or to showcase my love for her.
I looked all around, not knowing where I was or where I was heading. And suddenly, out of nowhere, a flash of light hit my face, causing me to close my eyes, yet I could feel the tears flowing down from my eyes to my cheeks. I turn in the other direction to avoid being in the light, but I still feel the same. I tried to move in another direction, only to experience the light again on my face. I goaned in frustration.
"What the hell? Who are you, and why are you lighting on my face?" I screamed out of frustration.
"I am trying to show that you are heading down the wrong path. This path isn't for you. Go back." I heard an unknown voice, which made me open my eyes to see who it was, but I couldn't find anyone near me.
"Don't search for me; you can't find me anywhere," the same voice spoke again.
"Who are you? And how do you know that my path is wrong?" I was questioned with a voice filled with emotion and intensity. I don't know how to handle it,but I have to.
"I am; who am I? You will know when the perfect timing comes. Now you go back and remember there is someone waiting for you to get justice," I said in the same voice again.
"Justice? Disregard the justice system. I don't have anyone there to take a U-turn and leave about Justice. I didn't get my justice. That place is completely filled with selfish people who don't know the meaning of friendship," I yelled at her.
"Oh! I know what you are going through, and I can also understand every emotion you have. I won't say you're wrong, but this isn't the correct path. I agree you are hurt but is this the only way? "How did you escape from your problems, and when did you become so weak?" was the vice question. I kneeled down and said,
"I am not weak, nor am I escaping. However, the opposite person is none other than my best friend." How can I be cruel to someone whom I trust more than anyone?" I murmured. Her backstabbing was devastating me from the inside, leaving me with no hope of reconciliation.
"But she didn't stop herself from deceiving you, right? Remember, you're not taking what she has; you're taking back what she has. So, don't leave what is rightfully yours to others," the voice said, and for a minute, I thought she was right. Yes, why should I leave when something is mine, and without any mistake, why should I lose it to someone else?
"Yes, you are right! It's mine, and I should get back what was mine. I'll take a U-turn and get what is mine," I said.
"Good, all the best." The voice wished me luck before vanishing, leaving me in darkness. Even though my surroundings are dark, I discovered a light in the form of determination. I took a roundabout, thinking,
"Kelly, I promise. I won't let you go freely; I am going to get what is mine."
This promise is not for her, but for me and myself. After that, I went back to the place I came from.
I wanted to get up, so I opened my eyes with a lot of effort. When I opened the bright light, my eyes automatically closed, causing me to squint. I felt a burning thirst and wanted some water to drink. I opened my eyes with a great effort, slowly adjusting to the bright light I was facing. After that, I said,
"Water."
"Water." I whispered because I was too weak to ask loudly, and I couldn't find anyone near me. I glanced around the room and realized I was in the hospital. A little further away, I noticed a few other people whose names I didn't know. I tried to get up from my place and get somewhat better, but I felt some pipes were connected to me, and my hand was also connected to the IV dripi. In frustration, I made some sounds.
"Oh, she's waking up. Let's inform the doctor," someone said and I couldn't recognize the words. After 5 minutes, someone came towards me, and I blinked my eyes, making the blurr disappear. The person in front of me must most likely be a doctor, as he is wearing a white coat. He opened my eyes and examined me.
"How are you feeling now?" He asked me.
"Water," I said, indicating to him that I was thirsty.
"Oh, wait," he said to them, then asked the nurse to give me a glass of warm water. After two minutes, I felt someone helping me to skit and to drink a glass of water. As the cool water touched my tongue, I felt a refreshing sensation wash over me.
"Now tell me, how are you feeling?" The doctor questioned me, seeing that I was relieved.
"Better. My whole body is hurting," I answered.
"Hmm, you've been in a coma for a month so it's quite common. Thankfully, all your wounds are dried up and within two days you can go out of the hospital," the doctor said and my brain stopped at the word one month.
"What are you saying?" I am here for a month. Are you saying the truth?" I questioned him, unable to believe what he said was true.