~ CharlesDarkness enveloped me when I heard Megan’s voice. It was as if I was waking up from a dream that I couldn’t quite remember. And the most beautiful person was by my side when I opened my eyes.Although she looked tired, she was so happy to see me awake. I couldn’t help but chuckle when she left.Of all the stories to tell a sick person, Megan chose the one where we were literally Tom and Jerry. The beginning of our relationship was rocky and comedic. We were both after each other’s necks and never anticipated that a friendship would be formed from such a rivalry-like relationship.A smile spread across my lips as I tried to sit up, but something was wrong; I couldn’t move. My father, mother, and wife were present.“I… I can’t move… I can’t feel a thing,” I whispered with a shaky voice, barely audible in the quiet room.Megan made a feeble attempt to calm me down by telling me about how long I spent in a coma, raising my hopes. But when the doctors looked confused, I couldn’t
~ CharlesI watched her walk out the door, crying. Even though I pretended not to feel it, it broke my heart.I just wanted to be alone, and she was the last person I wanted to see. My mind was too weak right now to face any emotions.A few days later, I demanded the test results since the doctors were keeping them away from me.“Yes? How is my condition? Am I going to get better?” I asked the doctor seriously.“Well, Mr. McCall, I have good and bad news,” the doctor began.“Go on.”“Which do you want to hear first?” The doctor asked.My brows furrowed in annoyance. “Just tell me the goddamn news!”The doctor swallowed, adjusting his collar. “The good news is that there’s a possibility of you recovering motion for your upper body, but…”“But what?” I asked impatiently.“But your lower body might be permanent,” the doctor finally dropped the bomb.I instantly broke down, tears falling like rain. I refused to prepare for the worst because I wanted to remain optimistic, but now I regret
~ Megan“The patient insists that he must be discharged today,” the doctor informed us. It was only Bianca and me in the hospital today. We shared a look, but we couldn’t say anything else.She took my hand and forced out a smile. “I should leave now; he won’t want to see me.”I nodded in understanding. “I will keep you updated on everything.”She left with the driver shortly after, and I was left all alone with the temperamental Charles. The car ride was uncomfortable and silent, unlike any we had in the past. Charles didn’t even try to look out the window like he usually would when he had something on his mind.It was as if he had lost his will to live, and it broke my heart. When we arrived at our house, I escorted him to his room along with his male nurse. I helped the nurse put Charles on the bed, but after I did, the attitude came running right in.I guess I could blame myself since I was the one that instigated him with my supposedly complex request. “Charles?” I called, pickin
~ MeganMy brows furrowed. The asshole had the audacity to assume I had something to do with it.“You are not that important, Charles, so please stop feeling like I only think about you,” I rudely told him.Charles laughed mockingly. “You should stop lying, Megan. I know I mean the world to you, and since I refused to reciprocate your feelings, you resort to doing low tricks to get my attention.”I shook my head, pinching between my brows. “I knew I shouldn’t have come in here.” I turned my back on him, walking out of his room as he continued accusing me of something I was innocent of.Eventually, an investigation was carried out, but the culprit turned out to be one of the maids in the house, not even the nurses. But that was only discovered after Charles had fired all his caregivers.He didn't even have the courtesy to apologize to them after everything was completed. It was as if becoming disabled was a ticket for Charles to become the world’s biggest asshole. He kept getting worse
~ MeganMy father looked down at my boxes and took one from my hand. “Good. At least my daughter can have her life back. Come in and forget about that bastard. You are home now.”My eyes welled up in fresh tears. My dad was back.My mother was in the living room. She was surprised to see me, but her first reaction was to hug me first, squeezing me in her motherly embrace. “There, there, it is over now." She stroked my head lovingly.I cried harder because it has been a long time since I enjoyed her motherly warmth. She didn’t let me break the hug until I had cried to my satisfaction.“He can’t hurt you anymore.” She smiled and wiped my tears. “Neither will we hurt you.”It meant a lot to hear her say that to me. I was already hurt many times already. I was tired. While my father took my bags upstairs, my mother led me to the living room where we sat together.She held my hands and looked into my eyes, and all I could see were the tears of regret deeply embedded in them. “My little bunn
~ CharlesIt has been weeks since I saw the light of day. All day long, I lie in bed only to rise when the therapist comes in for my session. It is in complete contrast to the life I used to live before the accident.I feel like a hollow vase, echoing my sadness and despair with no one to fill the void within me. The only person attempting to fill the void, I pushed away for her own good.I wanted Megan to move on finally. She deserved better, and she would never get it if she stuck around me. But now I regret pushing her away because… I miss her.She was like a ray of sunshine that brightens a gloomy day, and now without her, I am stuck in darkness. The same darkness I claimed to want. I guess now I know my true feelings about it. I want to be happy again but not at the expense of Megan's happiness.Today, like the others before it, the maids come into my room to clean up, leaving the lights on only the dim translucent lights to navigate their way through the room. It should probably
~ CharlesI asked for Lucian to be brought into the garden because I found myself enjoying the scenery of the environment. It was something refreshing compared to the room I was always locked up in.He looked healthy, striding to me with his long legs. Weird, right? I now felt jealous of those that could use their legs because I was stuck in a wheelchair. And I didn’t know when I would be coming out of this situation.Lucian offered me a warm smile as he sat. “You look sick, cousin,” he commented.I chuckled, shaking my head. Lucian was always known for his blunt honesty and straightforward comments. He didn’t even bother to play the pity game with me. “Thanks for the honesty, Lucian, and you look well.”“I just thought I should stop by since I hadn’t been able to do so since your accident,” he said.“Even Steve hasn’t visited me, so I don’t think I can be mad at you.” I smiled perfunctorily.Lucian’s brows furrowed. “Why? I heard he has left rehab long ago.”It was my turn to frown.
~ CharlesI went to her house first, and she wasn’t home; none of her family members were home, which was strange.I decided to go to her new office, which was where I got my answer.“The boss is away on a family trip,” her secretary told me, giving me an awkward look because I was obviously supposed to know that information about my said wife.If only she knew that it was not always as rosy as we portrayed it on the outside.I rolled myself out of her new office with a thick cloud of sadness hovering over my head. I was exhausted, poorly dressed, and already making the headlines. If only I achieved something from today’s journey, it would have been worth It, but it was all for nothing.I returned home in a mood and found my two caregivers drinking on duty. I couldn’t help but get angrier. “What do you two think you are doing?” I yelled at them. “Is this what I pay you for? To drink and get wasted? You are both fired!”“With pleasure, Mr. Charles McCall,” the freckled-faced caregiver