Consciousness

Auntie looked down at me before she smiled sympathetically at me and reached out a hand to stroke my hair softly. I knew that she wanted to comfort me, but it wasn’t her comfort that I needed. I need to see Hayden. I opened my mouth to continue pleading with her but the sound of the door to my hospital room opening distracted me from my thoughts.

A doctor walked in with a few nurses, and they headed directly for my bed. The nurses started checking on the machine that was hooked to my body and it was all a big fuss. I had no idea what was going on or what was wrong with me. I felt very tired, but I didn’t feel sick. The doctor flipped through pages of paper before flashing me a kind smile that showcased the wrinkles around his eyes.

“How are you feeling, Malissa?” he asked kindly.

“I feel fine…really…” I replied firmly.

“I see. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll perform some basic checks because you just woke up…” the doctor informed me with a smile.

He seemed kind and his presence helped ma