Chapter 6 (old. Feels ahead)

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"WILLOW! Oh my God, I thought you would never wake up!" Oak said, bouncing anxiously around my aching body. I felt different. I couldn't feel my hind legs, my right eye was blind again, and small patches of blood stained the bed. My shoulders hurt as I attempted to sit upright. One question came to me: What happened to me? I managed to choke out a few words, "ow... pain... what...?"

"Yeah, about that... you... kinda, well..."

"...what?"

"...died... I think?"

"What!?" I breathed. I bolted onto my forepaws, trying to stand up, but my hindlegs dragged behind me. I fought for breath, and my arms began shaking. "Uh oh... um, Nurse!" Oak called. Immediately, a lady in a coat rushed over and began muttering something. She laid me on my back and began kneading her long, hairless paws on my chest. The shock quickly reduced and I could breathe again. She then backed away and sat down in a chair. "Okay... explain... what?" I sputtered.

"There was a flood."

"Okay...?"

"You got hit by a car, crushing your leg and your eye, and then you were pushed into a building where some broken bones slightly stuck out of your back. There was blood. Everywhere. You. Were dead (i think).

NOT.

JOKING."

"Oh..." I muttered. It was hard to take in most of it. Oak laid down beside me, bracing himself for my reaction. I... died? I literally died!? I closed my left eye, trying to find the slightest hint of vision in my right eye, but nothing. There were bandages almost covering my entire head! And my back broke? How am I... it finally came to me. This was worse than last time. I died, scared the Hell out of my brother, and now doing the same with me. I yowled in pure anguish. I buried myself into my paws and began whimpering. Oak rested his head on my shoulders, feeling my pain. "Willow, I know. I was almost dead after the flood. It was almost as worse for me..." he said, trying to calm me down, but what would that do?

Nothing. ABSOLUTELY. NOTHING!

I began wailing out to what other space there was around me.

"H-hey, don't worry, you'll get better eventually," Oak said, trying to sound reassuring.

"How do you know!?" I yowled.

"Because if they brought you back, then surely they can fix all this, right?"

"There's something wrong with me, isn't there? If a broken back is just like anything else, WHY can't I move my hindlegs!?"

"Well, from what I've heard, broken spine can't heal unless you have a brace or surgery to get it fixed..."

"HOW IS THAT MAKING ANYTHING BETTER, YOU LAME EXCUSE FOR A LOVING BROTHER!? HUH!?"

Silence.

".....what? W-wait, Willow. You don't mean that, do you?"

After a moment, I swatted my brother in the ribs, knocking him off the counter. This burning sensation... the rage...

I HATE EVERYTHING BECAUSE OF THIS!!

I watched as Oak hopped back up, keeping a slight distance. "Willow, this isn't like you. Stop it," he said calmly, though his eyes clouded with hurt. I hissed at him, and he snarled at me. With the remaining strength I had, I managed to jump up and claw his ear, which was covered in scabs. He yowled and shook me off, making me land on my injured back, which brought me back to the whoozy and shocked, crippled cat I always will be. I rolled onto my belly, and I could only muster out one word:

"Leave."

"You know what? Fine! Be like that! I don't even need someone like you to take care of me! You can just spend the rest of your miserable life in hatred! How does that make you feel, Willow? Now that your brother hates you, huh?" Oak snarled, "say hi to Saint Francis for me, you worthless excuse for a sister!"
He hopped off the counter, allowing the nurse to pick him up and leave. I just laid there, winded with mixed emotions...

Shock.

Then hatred.

Exhaustion.

Then tension.

Second thoughts.

Then anger.

Care.... 

Depression and no sense of living.

I rested my head on my paws, sobbing endlessly. I lost my goals in life, to be free with nothing holding me back, and now I just happened to lose the love and trust of my own family.

... where do I go from here? Now that...?

The unbearable dizziness shook me and I fainted.

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