Rebuilding
I
sat in my hospital bed staring up in the dark at the ceiling. Sleep would
be coming shortly thanks to the sedatives. I wouldn’t be able to without
them, my life had become a living nightmare.
Anita
Robinson, that was my name but now it felt foreign. Like a name I had had
in a past life. A life that I no longer lived. How desperately I
wanted it back. I felt like I didn’t even know who I was anymore.
Like I had two separate personalities. The one I had normally and the one
I’d had when I had tried to commit suicide. I felt so lost and confused
it was unexplainable.
Elyssa
was now in the hospital too. Kevin had told me all about what happened.
From the knife in the table to Elyssa’s apparent
struggle with Rick. No one knew exactly what happened but it had ended up
with Rick dead and Elyssa passed out. Her injuries had only been minor so
she would be leaving the hospital tomorrow.
Howie
and Michaela had found Elyssa about an hour after Rick died. They had
gone searching for her after she ran out of the hospital. The last place
they had checked was Elyssa’s house thinking there
was no way she would have run back there. But thankfully they did.
Brian
was still in a coma. The doctors had been able to save him right after
Elyssa made her mad dash out of the hospital. But his coma was no longer
a stable condition. He could go into cardiac arrest again at any
moment. He was being monitored around the clock.
I
felt myself begin to become groggy as the sedatives began to work their
magic. I felt better as I began to drift into dreamland. At least
there I didn’t have to think about why I’d done it, about why I’d tried to
commit suicide. Out of everyone I understood the least.
Finally
sleep took over and the only sound that could be heard was the steady hum of
the machines that surrounded her.
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