GregAs I lay in this stupid hospital bed contemplating everything the doctor comes in to see me and discuss my discharge from the hospital hopefully in the next few days. I’m hoping I get to go home. It’s all depending on scan results and rehabilitation with my breaks. Just before the doctor starts the discussion, I have been anticipating both my parents and Jen’s parents come into the room. When did they get here? I didn’t know they were in town. “Ahh, perfect timing. I was just about to discuss Greg’s discharge,” The doctor says after the introductions to Stuart and Nancy Lockwood. “His discharge? So soon? He’s only been out of his coma for a couple of days,” Trust my mom to see the negative from this. You would have thought hearing the word discharge from hospital would be happy and joyful. But not my mom. She wants maybe an extra few days just to make sure there is no complications, or there’s something they haven’t missed. “Tracy, please let’s listen to the doctor. Greg may no
JenWiping the tears from my face as I run out of the hospital, I don’t know what to do now or where to go. I feel a little relieved to finally get all my feelings out to Greg before I allowed myself to walk away. Well, run away should I say. I find myself back at the park I was at yesterday but this time instead of feeling panicked, I feel stronger, confident, and more powerful over my own decisions. Wandering through the park my stomach let’s out a loud rumble signaling how hungry I really am. As I keep walking, I see a line of people waiting to grab a pretzel from a food cart. Perfect. Something like a pretzel is just what I need right now. I walk over and join the queue for a pretzel. I just hope I’m not waiting too long for a quick bite to eat. Waiting and looking around at one of Chicago’s parks natural beauty my phone buzzes in my pocket. Pulling it out I see my dad’s name on the screen. I forgot for a moment that they were in town. I should see them before they fly back to Ca
I can hardly believe I gave in to this demand. How am I going to explain this to Garrett? Fuck! I can’t take Greg this weekend, and I won't be able to bring him to the motocross race. Just thinking about what that might do to him with the memory loss is concerning. I really need to talk to Nick and Tracy to find another time to help discharge Greg from the hospital. I definitely don't want to miss Garrett’s race this weekend, and I'm looking forward to spending some time with my new man!I find myself walking for a while, not thinking about where I am going until I see a familiar sculpture not so far in the distance. I have walked all the way back to Millenium Park. Surely, this can’t be a coincidence. I have came back to look at the hummingbird painting. I swear this one painting is calling out to me. I always keep returning to see it, wanting to feel as free as the beautiful bird is in the painting.As I walk toward the building, my phone pings from deep within my purse. I dig into m
The next day, the three of us met with my parents down in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. Mom greeted the three of us the same with a single kiss on the cheek and a hug. We ordered a round of mimosas for the table, as this feels like a morning of celebration. Dad asked Sav what the news was that her father wanted to tell her yesterday, and when she told them, another round of congratulations were given, and when we were served our drinks, we done a toast to the happy couple and to the new big sister. We sat and enjoyed a scrumptious breakfast together before Dad brings up the conversation I was preparing myself for.“Jennifer, I know you said you would take Greg in to help him heal and recover, but we need to talk more about what that entails.”“Dad, I know what it will entail. Greg will be staying in my spare room, which I have been using as a closet. I will drive him to all his appointments or arrange a cab for him. That is all depending on when they are and my class schedule. I
Later that night, I am in my hotel room getting ready for this dinner with the guy I’m dating and my parents. I can’t truly say if Garrett is my boyfriend, as we haven’t had a conversation to make things official. Well, we’ve not exactly had the time to have this conversation. Our calls and texts lately have been more intimate and sexual than a serious conversation.I’m finishing the final touches to my hair and makeup when I hear a knock on the door. I check the time on my phone to see it’s 18:32. That can’t be Garrett yet, could it? I go and answer the door with my hair up in rollers and my makeup almost finished, whilst wearing a bathrobe. Walking to the door, I see through the peephole to see that Sav is standing on the other side of the door. Thank god for that. She’s just the person I need right now. I let her in, shut the door behind her, and head back into the bathroom to finish applying my makeup. Sav follows behind me and helps unravel my hair free from the rollers and style
Jen “What do you mean you're dropping out of college?” I ask him down the phone. We are in our second year in college and he’s telling me he’s dropping out. “As I told you Jen I’m dropping out as I’m focusing on my riding instead,” I swear the next time I see him, I will punch him in the face. And he’s doing this over the phone! What a fucking coward. “Greg please explain to me what you are trying to say as none of this makes any sense. We were supposed to go to Boston together. Are we still doing that at least?” Feeling nervous I start to pace around my dorm room. Luckily, I’m in my dorm alone as my roommate is out at a party. “Jen, I don’t know. I don’t know if I’m going to Boston with you or if I’m going back to Los Angeles. I do know that I am not gaining everything being here in college and I would rather ride than sit in a classroom and listen to a stupid fuck ramble on about something that means nothing to me.” “Thant’s bullshit Greg and you know it. Has he got into your h
Two years later Walking out of my Law and Business class I am gasping for a decent coffee. So, I go toward my car to one of the area's best coffee shops. Well, that’s my personal opinion, their pumpkin spice latte is to die for, and that’s the drink I am craving for right now. The fall season in Boston, Massachusetts is more breathtaking in person than what you see in pictures, in magazines, or on social media without those stupid filters. It’s the end of October and the leaves are this gorgeous red, brown, orange, and yellow color you could ever see in pictures, and I am here witnessing them falling from the trees around me. It was roughly a ten-minute drive to this coffee shop, as it was just off campus and parking could be horrendous. Fingers crossed with the time of day it is it shouldn’t be too bad. Pulling up outside The Crowes Nest, I see there is an empty parking spot directly outside of it and I think today must be my lucky day. Now parked and the engine cut off I sit ther
We stayed at the coffee shop for another hour. During that time, I introduced Sav to the Crowe twins and she formed a friendship with my new friends. The five of us talked about the Halloween party and we offered to come early to help the girls set up for the party. Once we left the coffee shop, I took Chase and Sav shopping, so we had enough food to last us the weekend. Because knowing the calorie count, I suspect my brother to be on to stay in shape because of football I will need all the food I can get to keep him satisfied. That night we ordered a Chinese as we were too tired from grocery shopping to cook. You can call it being lazy all you like. I wouldn’t argue with you on this occasion. Yes, tonight, and tonight only the three of us are being lazy. Once the food was delivered Sav and I took the couch whilst Chase sat on the floor. I feel a little guilty that I don’t have anywhere else for him to sit but he said he prefers to sit on the floor nowadays. Savannah has trained my b
Later that night, I am in my hotel room getting ready for this dinner with the guy I’m dating and my parents. I can’t truly say if Garrett is my boyfriend, as we haven’t had a conversation to make things official. Well, we’ve not exactly had the time to have this conversation. Our calls and texts lately have been more intimate and sexual than a serious conversation.I’m finishing the final touches to my hair and makeup when I hear a knock on the door. I check the time on my phone to see it’s 18:32. That can’t be Garrett yet, could it? I go and answer the door with my hair up in rollers and my makeup almost finished, whilst wearing a bathrobe. Walking to the door, I see through the peephole to see that Sav is standing on the other side of the door. Thank god for that. She’s just the person I need right now. I let her in, shut the door behind her, and head back into the bathroom to finish applying my makeup. Sav follows behind me and helps unravel my hair free from the rollers and style
The next day, the three of us met with my parents down in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. Mom greeted the three of us the same with a single kiss on the cheek and a hug. We ordered a round of mimosas for the table, as this feels like a morning of celebration. Dad asked Sav what the news was that her father wanted to tell her yesterday, and when she told them, another round of congratulations were given, and when we were served our drinks, we done a toast to the happy couple and to the new big sister. We sat and enjoyed a scrumptious breakfast together before Dad brings up the conversation I was preparing myself for.“Jennifer, I know you said you would take Greg in to help him heal and recover, but we need to talk more about what that entails.”“Dad, I know what it will entail. Greg will be staying in my spare room, which I have been using as a closet. I will drive him to all his appointments or arrange a cab for him. That is all depending on when they are and my class schedule. I
I can hardly believe I gave in to this demand. How am I going to explain this to Garrett? Fuck! I can’t take Greg this weekend, and I won't be able to bring him to the motocross race. Just thinking about what that might do to him with the memory loss is concerning. I really need to talk to Nick and Tracy to find another time to help discharge Greg from the hospital. I definitely don't want to miss Garrett’s race this weekend, and I'm looking forward to spending some time with my new man!I find myself walking for a while, not thinking about where I am going until I see a familiar sculpture not so far in the distance. I have walked all the way back to Millenium Park. Surely, this can’t be a coincidence. I have came back to look at the hummingbird painting. I swear this one painting is calling out to me. I always keep returning to see it, wanting to feel as free as the beautiful bird is in the painting.As I walk toward the building, my phone pings from deep within my purse. I dig into m
JenWiping the tears from my face as I run out of the hospital, I don’t know what to do now or where to go. I feel a little relieved to finally get all my feelings out to Greg before I allowed myself to walk away. Well, run away should I say. I find myself back at the park I was at yesterday but this time instead of feeling panicked, I feel stronger, confident, and more powerful over my own decisions. Wandering through the park my stomach let’s out a loud rumble signaling how hungry I really am. As I keep walking, I see a line of people waiting to grab a pretzel from a food cart. Perfect. Something like a pretzel is just what I need right now. I walk over and join the queue for a pretzel. I just hope I’m not waiting too long for a quick bite to eat. Waiting and looking around at one of Chicago’s parks natural beauty my phone buzzes in my pocket. Pulling it out I see my dad’s name on the screen. I forgot for a moment that they were in town. I should see them before they fly back to Ca
GregAs I lay in this stupid hospital bed contemplating everything the doctor comes in to see me and discuss my discharge from the hospital hopefully in the next few days. I’m hoping I get to go home. It’s all depending on scan results and rehabilitation with my breaks. Just before the doctor starts the discussion, I have been anticipating both my parents and Jen’s parents come into the room. When did they get here? I didn’t know they were in town. “Ahh, perfect timing. I was just about to discuss Greg’s discharge,” The doctor says after the introductions to Stuart and Nancy Lockwood. “His discharge? So soon? He’s only been out of his coma for a couple of days,” Trust my mom to see the negative from this. You would have thought hearing the word discharge from hospital would be happy and joyful. But not my mom. She wants maybe an extra few days just to make sure there is no complications, or there’s something they haven’t missed. “Tracy, please let’s listen to the doctor. Greg may no
GregWhat the fuck has happened in the last two years? Why would I be stupid enough to break up with the girl I know is the one who I am meant to be with? I just wish someone would give me straight answers. I asked everyone to leave a little after I got Andrea kicked out and to never come back. But I asked Chase to stay behind because I wanted to talk to him alone. I asked him questions about Jen and he told me that she has achieved everything she has aimed and still aims for. I am so proud of her, and I am so happy for all of her accomplishments. I must be stupid if I thought that Andrea is better for me than Jen. My Jen. She is the only one I know I will be happy being with for the rest of my life. I ask him for one favor and that is to get Jen to come back and talk to me. I need to talk to her like I need my next breath. Chase left me alone to my thoughts shortly after he promised me, he will try to get Jen to come back to the hospital. I need a sleep; my head is hurting like a mo
Taking into consideration what Sav said I do as she advised. Since landing in Chicago, it has been all about Greg, now it’s time I make time for myself. I don’t know when or if I will visit this city again, I want to see all the city landmarks, movie locations, and museums. Making a plan on where I head off to first, I enjoy the scenery around me. This is the first time since coming into the park I see its natural beauty and how the fall colors look incredible. Deciding to use this time to call Garrett to arrange plans for this weekend when I get a chance to see him again. I see that Cloud Gate is a short cab drive away and I decide that will be my first destination. I hail down a cab outside the park and give the driver my destination and then the driver pulls out into the street in the direction of where I plan to go. I dial Garrett's number whilst I’m in the cab just wanting someone to talk to. As the phone rings, my mind races through the whirlwind of emotions that have unfolded
After getting off the phone with my parents they have decided to make the trip out here to Chicago to give not just us some support but to be there for Greg’s parents too. I’m relieved to hear they are coming out here and to hear that they are on the next commercial flight out too is a huge relief. I’m looking forward to seeing them it has been too long since I last saw my folks. Giving Greg’s parents more time with their son I decide to go and grab a bite to eat and explore the city a little. As I walk through the bustling city, I wonder about the local restaurants to see what I would like a bite to eat. Finding this quaint Mexican restaurant has made me starved. Deciding this is the place to stop and grab something to eat I walk inside and grab a table for one. The vibrant energy of Chicago Mexicano makes me feel like I am not in a strange city alone despite the reason as to why I am here. A waitress who looks old enough to be my mom comes over to take my order. I order myself a Di
Three exhausting, long hours later I finally land in Chicago. Leaving the airport, I can see why they call this place The Windy City. The winds blowing around us has my hair blowing in every direction across my face. Once I have tied my hair back with a spare band that Sav had in her purse, I send Garrett a text saying that I arrived in Chicago safely and that I miss him. Chase hails a cab, and we head directly to the hospital. Each turn of the wheel tightens the knot in my stomach, the uncertainty of Greg's condition gnawing at my thoughts. Sav tries to lighten the mood with small talk, but I just can't clear my mind. I never expected that after Greg dumped me, we would meet each other in such an unexpected way. What will I say to him? Does he hurt badly? Will the accident influence his ongoing riding career? And what will he say when he sees me? Too many questions flutter around my head it’s starting to give me a headache. I think I just need to see Greg and see what kind of conditio