Chapter 5: Wheeling
"Excuse me?"
I gaped, turning to mom for some help but she was looking at me expectantly and I realized that she probably knew already.
"I'm going to take care of you," he repeated, looking more determined with every passing second.
"Wait a minute," I shook my head, "Uh no? It's not your fault." A stranger saying he'd take care of me when it's not even his fault? No way.
"Honey," mom interrupted, "If it hadn't been for his bag, none of this would have happened."
I categorically refused, "No, mom, he's innocent and I'm not going to chain an innocent person to m.,"
"I'm not innocent!" Dylan suddenly exploded. Shocked and confused, everyone shut up. His breathing had quickened, cheeks flushed and he looked everywhere except at me. What did he just say?
He cleared his throat, "I mean, I can't be innocent, I indirectly caused this." Oh. We all seemed to relax but he was clearly acting weird. There was no reason to get worked up over such an issue. I tried to reason with him thinking that he was probably tired. After all, everyone was dead tired and needed some sleep.
"Let me help you," he sighed and I knew that he was really sincere, "Please, it's the least I can do."
Not having the courage to protest, I simply fell back and closed my eyes, "You do what you want, Dylan, I'm not going to force you." End of discussion.
"Thank you, Hope," and he smiled a beautiful, genuine smile. I nearly slapped myself for thinking he was handsome despite my weak and dizzy state. Grabbing his coat, he strode to the door, "I'll be coming tomorrow."
Once he was gone, mom said, "Hope, he's a young man working as a part-time tutor and he wants to help with the hospital bills."
"What?" If I could screech, I would gladly, "You're making a part-timer pay the hospital bills when I have saved up money?" I knew that mom's job as a seamstress wouldn't cover even half of the bills but I had taken up many part-time jobs during high school and the total should make up for it. I didn't like the idea of making someone whom I didn't even know pay the bills let alone take care of me.
"What your mom means is that the guy insisted to pay a quarter of the sum and he's got huge persuasive skills," Tina explained. I slowly nodded, teachers were pretty authoritative and he had exploited that several times already. I had no intention of using a blameless tutor to make ends meet.
"Whatever, I'm going to try to discourage him tomorrow. I also have persuasion skills," I winked and started laughing but ended in fits of dry, painful coughs. God, what medicines did they give me. Completely alarmed, they tried to make me drink some water but I choked out most of it.
"You should rest some more," mom ran her hand soothingly over my head and I relaxed.
Yeah, I should.
Chapter 6:When I next awoke, it was late at night and the lights were off. It took me awhile to adjust my sight and see two still figures. It seemed like frail mom was lying on the couch and Tina was sleeping in the chair, head tipping forward and her locks covering her face. She was born with very straight hair but always curled it because she hated how it made her face look 'flat.' Yeah, I didn't understand what that meant but anyone could see that she was beautiful either way.Staring at the two huge casts over my legs, I was reminded that the damage could be irreversible. What would my everyday life be like? A painful image of me in a wheelchair for the rest of my life lowered my spirits. There was no way I was getting out of this hospital with both feet. Could you imagine losing one member of your body for good?
Chapter 7:Aiden took one glance at me and his eyes went enormously wide- I thought it'd pop out.Okay, do I look that horrible?"Aiden, hi," I smiled, happy to see that he was doing alright but he wasn't looking at me anymore. He simply stared at the floor for what seemed a very long while.I shot a puzzled look at Dylan and he mirrored my expression. I was about to tell him to leave us alone for a minute but it seemed like he had read my thoughts.He cleared his throat quite conspicuously, "I'm going to fetch something to drink."Mental face-palm.I bit back a laugh and gave a small nod. He grasped the door-knob, pulled it to a crack then suddenly popped his head through and did something I least expected. Something, that changed the neat, serious look he always seemed to pull off. His lips pulled into a s
Chapter 8:For the next five days, mom and Tina dropped by nearly everyday to visit me even if it was for a few hours. My situation had not really changed except for the fact that I got a private toilet and that I could finally,finally, relieve myself without someone banging on the door every 2 seconds. I was allowed to wheel in the corridor and play with children in the kids section and my arms were strong enough to pull myself alone - like a big girl - onto the hospital be
Chapter 9:"Careful, there," a low, deep voice rumbled above me and the boy straightened up so I could finally see something more than just hair. He was holding up all of the books that were about to land on my head with an amused smile - but most importantly, he had the most beautiful pair of intense gray eyes. He held my gaze for a fleeting moment then proceeded to place the books back onto the shelf, all except for the Harry Potter book.He chuckled, "I think this is what you risk
Chapter 10:It was 6 a.m and I was awake, eating away at the book.In normal circumstances, I wouldn't even be up at such an ungodly - yes, I said ungodly - hour but the medication the doctor had given me disturbed my sleeping cycle. Strangely, I didn't feel groggy nor tired- I just felt the intense need to occupy myself and what better way than to read. Except for a few, rare shuffles behind the door, the hospital was all quiet with most of the patients asleep. Making a new friend had taken
PROLOGUE:6 months later."Dylan," I eagerly waved through the window as he came into view and his eyes almost immediately met mine. His smile mirrored mine and he pushed the doors of 'Caffeina,' our all-time favorite coffee shop.I gave a quick glance at my reflection on the phone screen and patted away stray strands of hair. No matter how many times wewent out on dates, I still felt self-conscious around him. The cafe door made a ting and he walked in a casual, yet sexy way. I bit back a smile, eyes never looking away from his and slowly stood up. Pain shot in my legs and I winced while clutching the table.He broke his stride and ran the last two steps towards me, "Hey, are you okay?" He gently wrapped his fingers around my waist to help me stand and I smiled,"Now that you're here, yes," I joked. Gosh, who would
One day. A future destroyed.A story of repentance.Chapter 1: Skydiving"Hope!"Mom's shrill voice seemed to pull me out of a deep dreamless slumber. Sighing, I rubbed my face and nearly screeched as sunlight seemed to burn into my orbits. Every single day was the same and I had enough. What was there to life if you could never wake up on the right side of the bed?Groaning, I stomped down the stairs- already in a bad mood."When will you stop destroying those poor wooden planks like an elephant?" Mom glared at me sternly. Ha, I was really tempted to say "N. E. V. E. R" but all of you people should know by now that the shortcut to des
Chapter 2: The Jump"Hope Everett," Coach Sanders voice boomed and his slightly wrinkly face seemed to crease even more.I winced at the icy look he was throwing at me, "Coach, I can explain.""Explain? I don't want to hear your excuses kid, you're already 30 minutes late and everyone is readyexcept for you. So get to that plane, now!" He whipped out his arm, pointing furiously towards the plane on the tarmac.Nodding, I rushed head hanging low to the equipment room where all the helmets, suits and parachute bags were stored. In less than a minute, I was up and ready, suit on and helmet in hand. I smiled satisfactorily as I checked if I double checked my equipments.Always have a second parachute, just in case.Coach Sanders words seemed to echo in my head and I snatched a second parachute- better be safe than sorry.I checked
Chapter 10:It was 6 a.m and I was awake, eating away at the book.In normal circumstances, I wouldn't even be up at such an ungodly - yes, I said ungodly - hour but the medication the doctor had given me disturbed my sleeping cycle. Strangely, I didn't feel groggy nor tired- I just felt the intense need to occupy myself and what better way than to read. Except for a few, rare shuffles behind the door, the hospital was all quiet with most of the patients asleep. Making a new friend had taken
Chapter 9:"Careful, there," a low, deep voice rumbled above me and the boy straightened up so I could finally see something more than just hair. He was holding up all of the books that were about to land on my head with an amused smile - but most importantly, he had the most beautiful pair of intense gray eyes. He held my gaze for a fleeting moment then proceeded to place the books back onto the shelf, all except for the Harry Potter book.He chuckled, "I think this is what you risk
Chapter 8:For the next five days, mom and Tina dropped by nearly everyday to visit me even if it was for a few hours. My situation had not really changed except for the fact that I got a private toilet and that I could finally,finally, relieve myself without someone banging on the door every 2 seconds. I was allowed to wheel in the corridor and play with children in the kids section and my arms were strong enough to pull myself alone - like a big girl - onto the hospital be
Chapter 7:Aiden took one glance at me and his eyes went enormously wide- I thought it'd pop out.Okay, do I look that horrible?"Aiden, hi," I smiled, happy to see that he was doing alright but he wasn't looking at me anymore. He simply stared at the floor for what seemed a very long while.I shot a puzzled look at Dylan and he mirrored my expression. I was about to tell him to leave us alone for a minute but it seemed like he had read my thoughts.He cleared his throat quite conspicuously, "I'm going to fetch something to drink."Mental face-palm.I bit back a laugh and gave a small nod. He grasped the door-knob, pulled it to a crack then suddenly popped his head through and did something I least expected. Something, that changed the neat, serious look he always seemed to pull off. His lips pulled into a s
Chapter 6:When I next awoke, it was late at night and the lights were off. It took me awhile to adjust my sight and see two still figures. It seemed like frail mom was lying on the couch and Tina was sleeping in the chair, head tipping forward and her locks covering her face. She was born with very straight hair but always curled it because she hated how it made her face look 'flat.' Yeah, I didn't understand what that meant but anyone could see that she was beautiful either way.Staring at the two huge casts over my legs, I was reminded that the damage could be irreversible. What would my everyday life be like? A painful image of me in a wheelchair for the rest of my life lowered my spirits. There was no way I was getting out of this hospital with both feet. Could you imagine losing one member of your body for good?
Chapter 5: Wheeling"Excuse me?"I gaped, turning to mom for some help but she was looking at me expectantly and I realized that she probably knew already."I'm going to take care of you," he repeated, looking more determined with every passing second."Wait a minute," I shook my head, "Uh no? It's not your fault." A stranger saying he'd take care of me when it's not even his fault? No way."Honey," mom interrupted, "If it hadn't been for his bag, none of this would have happened."I categorically refused, "No, mom, he's innocent and I'm not going to chain an innocent p
Chapter 4: DenialBeep. Beep."No, no, no, my baby," a woman shrieked."Miss Everett, we are very sorry," a man said, "We did our best during the operation but her landing was the worst one possible. Her legs took the whole impact."The woman sobbed harder."Is it- is it irreparable?" A girl's voice quivered.Silence.Where was I?I couldn't see a thing.The man's tone was hesitant, "The
Chapter 3: FreefallI was flying.The sensation was just inexplicable. I was above the clouds, diving right through them. On one side shone the clear blue sky and on the other was land, amazing land. I could see buildings from afar, the endless brown plains, hectares and hectares of them in a green-brown pattern. The wind was howling, lashing at every inch of my bare body, cold biting, but most important of all,I was free.Completely, totally, blatantly free. It was blissful.Nothing could stop me. Not even Aiden who was screaming and screaming while laughing and crying- nobody could stop me. I had my eyes wide open, arms and legs spread out, my back curved at a perfect angle. The wind was so harsh that at times my breath just cut off but I didn't care.My head was literally in the clouds.The in
Chapter 2: The Jump"Hope Everett," Coach Sanders voice boomed and his slightly wrinkly face seemed to crease even more.I winced at the icy look he was throwing at me, "Coach, I can explain.""Explain? I don't want to hear your excuses kid, you're already 30 minutes late and everyone is readyexcept for you. So get to that plane, now!" He whipped out his arm, pointing furiously towards the plane on the tarmac.Nodding, I rushed head hanging low to the equipment room where all the helmets, suits and parachute bags were stored. In less than a minute, I was up and ready, suit on and helmet in hand. I smiled satisfactorily as I checked if I double checked my equipments.Always have a second parachute, just in case.Coach Sanders words seemed to echo in my head and I snatched a second parachute- better be safe than sorry.I checked