The next few hours, days, weeks, maybe even months passed with Alessa being in and out. when she was up she was unable to move or eat or go to the bathroom. Most days she was too drugged up to remember. Until finally, the haze slowed down a bit. She started to remember conversations she had with James or Madison a few days earlier, though she didn't know how much earlier. Then, one day she remembered being so conscious that she knew she had a third eye surgery coming up in a few days. Slowly the time-traveling from one day to the next started decreasing. She even began moving. Every Wednesday or Thursday someone came to get her out of bed. Help her learn to walk. But what really helped her fully come back was her conversation with her doctor. He was younger than she expected when he pulled up a chair next to her bed and checked her heart rate. Then he asked the room to be cleared. So James, Madison, and John slowly shuffled out, Madison keeping an eye on Alessa as she did. “How
Alessa and Kyle were both sitting next to each other at the edge of the bed. Kyle didn't say much after Alessa had finished talking but he did cover her hand that was holding on to the edge of the bed. So Alessa continued.“When he told me I was pregnant my first thought was I was going to have a family again but it was taken away from me before I could even celebrate it.” Alessa cried, and Kyle’s hands squeezed her tighter. “And now you are married to the person who stole them away from me,” she yelled.Kyle still said nothing. “I won't forgive her for this. Let me get better—then she will see. She is messing with–”“No!” Kyle snapped up off the bed. “I almost lost you, I am going to get you so away from all of this.” Alessa got up as well, meeting Kyle’s eyes. Winching in pain, “We lost a child, Kyle.” she roared. “You're okay being her puppet knowing what you know?” “It doesn't matter. You—” Kyle grabbed her face. “I was mortified. It's been a month and you still can't move with
Alessa ping-ponged from sobbing like a lunatic to not being able to feel anything for the next few days. She mourned the loss of a child she could've had, she missed Kyle, she hated all the people involved, Aspen, Uncle Frank, and a bit at Madison and John, but mainly she was mad at herself. Why did she call Aspen to the wedding? Why didn't she listen to Kyle when he told her to be with him? “You have to eat something!” Madison hollered at Alessa. “You haven't eaten well for months. You're half the size you were.”“Food tastes like ash and glass, Madison. I can't eat.” Madison walked towards the bed where Alessa had laid for god knows how long now. She grabbed a tray of food on a nightstand next to the bed. The tray had a sandwich, a bowl of fruit, and boiled veggies. She picked up the fork resting on the fruit stabbed at a strawberry and hovered it around Alessa’s lips. “You know I ran away from my parents when I was in school but you don't know that my father, when he found out th
Alessa wore the proper attire as she walked back and forward outside the iron gate at midnight. The majestic garden in the back was slightly in view making her relive the older, happier memories. As Alessa promised herself, she got better the next few weeks, she was walking almost normally now. So good, she was able to get released from the hospital. Madison was on her way to London after battling with Alessa to join her for a few weeks. Alessa was adamant about staying, lying and saying she wanted to go visit her childhood home once more before they left. Madison hesitantly agreed and left, promising Alessa that she would pester her every day till Alessa booked her ticket to London. Now Alessa was staking out of the mansion, a big window in the living room almost visible to see what was going on inside. So far there had been no activity. However, after 20 minutes of waiting she saw Aspen come out from the garden, fixing her hair, and her dress. After she disappeared inside, James
About year later Alessa scrubbed the 50 billion white plates, all the same, as the men behind her rushed to cook the meals for the restaurant patron. This went on for hours until finally, someone screamed, “Family dinner.” The rest of the service is canceled. We get to go home after dinner.” Everyone cheered. “What is it today?” Someone asked. “Fish and chips from a few blocks down.” A young man with red hair, pink skin, and freckles announced. Everyone groaned, including Alessa. “Oi, eat this or I throw this all in the trash and you all go hungry.” He threatened. Alessa’s stomach growled. It was 8:30 at night. She's been on her feet all day and she was ready for any excuse to sit down. She grabbed a bag from her redhead boss and walked out to the now-empty dining area. While the rest of the crew did the same, but walked outside the restaurant instead and made plans to meet up at the pub.“Just you and I again, huh?” Wade, the redheaded head chef said, taking a seat across from Al
Turned out, that staying with Wade and his teenage sister—who Alessa shared a room with—was a good idea. The teenager was studying for an exam and needed absolute quiet so her room was dark except for the little light from her laptop. Due to this, she was able to sleep as early as 9. Alessa woke up at 3:30 and Madison, who was up due to breastfeeding and just wanting to spend some time with John, decided to drop off clothes for Alessa. They met in the lobby of Wade's apartment. Sipping their coffees while Matthew—Madison’s little one—was strapped on her chest.“How was your adult sleepover?” Madison asked, blowing in her decaf coffee.“Wasn’t an adult sleepover. I slept in his sister's room.” “Why? Honey, it’s been a year. Kyle’s married and doing whatever the hell they tell him to. John was saying he was good. It’s your turn to live your life and this Wade guy has been trying for months now. Give him a chance.”“He asked me out again yesterday.” “And you said no, right.”“I’ve mov
“What do you mean our last day?” The brunette cried.“I mean I am bored,” Kyle said, and Alessa could feel his eyes on her while she continued chopping. “You were good company the last few nights but now it’s time for me to move on.” “Bored? But we just got together a few days ago. How could you be?” She cried.“I am a married man, surely you didn’t think this was long-term. I belong to someone else.” At this, Alessa looked up and Kyle and her eyes met. He took a deep breath but never let it go. She blinked away. The girl scoffed but didn’t respond. Alessa meanwhile was wringing her hand in nervousness. “Your hand okay?” Wade asked, coming to grab her hand again. “Yes, thank you,” she said, turning her attention to Kyle, but moved her hand away from Wade.“She is fine, but my food is still missing. Wade, did I pay you to flirt with your worker or cook for me?” Kyle rudely interjected. “Yes sir,” Wade said, though there was an edge to his voice.Besides Kyle, the girl sniffed. Ale
Alessa faked sickness to get out of the date and work. Then she went straight home to find John walking around their living room trying to calm Matthew down.“Alessa, how are you? I was hoping to see you on this trip!” John exclaimed while adding shush towards Matthew.“Hi John,” Alessa glumly greets. “What’s wrong?” He asked putting Matthew down on a bouncy chair and strapping him in. “I ran into your brother this morning,” Alessa said, taking a seat on the floor right in front of Matthew rattling a toy to cajol him. “You did?” John asked, joining her. “Madison’s right. He’s moved on. From me, from his wife.” Alessa sighed.“Is that what it looks like?” John bitterly asked. “He is Kyle after all. He’ll suffer in silence. He did when you broke his heart, and he is doing it now when he is trying to protect you. Every time I come to see Madison, he wonders if I’ve gotten a glimpse of you. He wants to know how you are every hour of the day, but he can’t—““So he sleeps around?” Ales