The Love that Haunts You (Chapter 2)
Heather is back in her safe bed at home... so she thought.
"She needs her rest please... wait she is waking up..." I hear the doctor say. I look around for my mother. And she is there with slight tears in her eyes. At this moment this was a sight for sore eyes. I woke to this booming headache and just wanted to run away from it. Something was tugging at my arms. I look down and see several IVs imbedded in my skin. I look up in fear of wear I am. No not hospitals!! Always thought they were a death trap. I pulled at my IVs and tried to escape when my mom and the doctor had to settle me down. "Get me out of here now!!" I screeched. "Baby plz behave for the doctor he is only try...." "If you get me out I will calm down!!" I said cutting my mom off. "I'm sorry we can't do that Heather." The doctor replied. "We need some assistance in 219, assistance in room 219 stat!" The doctor yelled to the clerk. Soon I was visited by darkness again...
When I woke up I wanted to run but was strapped down. I looked around and found my mom sleeping in the chair next to me. She lifted her head and said, "I'm glad you're back honey. You gave Dr. Haven a hard time." She whispered. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep because of the morphine they gave me to calm down with... when suddenly... a voice said, "WHY?" I jerked up and found only my mom fast asleep.
Driving home seemed weird after being from the hospital for 5 weeks. I struggled up the stairs in my crutches to my lovely bed that I missed for so long. I just sat there and wanted to stay there. Mom eventually came p to give me dinner for the day. "Heather baby, you need to eat something... Why won't you talk to me??" I just sat there and stared. I felt like crap all over. I ate the food finally when my mom left. I carefully adjusted myself to lay down and read a book. I grabbed it and it was cold as ice.
Everything was cold. My bed, the covers, my food, the room was cold. I didn't feel like talking to mom so I grabbed my crutches and struggled to the thermostat and saw that it was on low air. I just thought that it was something else mom TRIED to fix. But... I was just outside and remembered it was August in Alabama. It should be nowhere near cold in here. I shrugged it off and went back to bed and got my tinkerbell throw and rapped it around me as best as I could. When I looked up and saw my closet door open slightly...I froze. I froze so still while looking at the black space in the closet carefully. I... heard a soft cry. A cry of a child... no... a boy! I slowly adjusted myself to escape the room until I hear it ask, "WHY?"
I jumped off the bed and crawled to the hallway looking back and saw the closet door close shut loudly. "Heather!!" My mom called after me running up the stairs to find me on the floor crying and shaking in fear. "Heather honey why are you on the floor?" I just sat there looking at the closet and wanted to leave. Mom placed me on my bed and tucked me in to sleep. I didn't want to stay in my room. There was something in my closet. As soon as I went to sleep I heard the closet door creak and heard footsteps. I pretended like I was asleep and felt it sit on my bed right behind me. I tried to keep from crying from fear until it came around to look at me with those piercing eyes... That's all I could see was its eyes... his eyes... nothing else. He said to me, "...you didn't have to kill me for me to leave you alone Heather..." With angry tear-stained eyes....
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Note:
Hey guys I would love to have your comments on my story please, so I would know if I should continue. No need to continue if there is no audience right?
When I woke up I wanted to run but was strapped down. I looked around and found my mom sleeping in the chair next to me. She lifted her head and said, "I'm glad you're back honey. You gave Dr. Haven a hard time." She whispered. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep because of the morphine they gave me to calm down with... when suddenly... a voice said, "WHY?" I jerked up and found only my mom fast asleep.
Driving home seemed weird after being from the hospital for 5 weeks. I struggled up the stairs in my crutches to my lovely bed that I missed for so long. I just sat there and wanted to stay there. Mom eventually came p to give me dinner for the day. "Heather baby, you need to eat something... Why won't you talk to me??" I just sat there and stared. I felt like crap all over. I ate the food finally when my mom left. I carefully adjusted myself to lay down and read a book. I grabbed it and it was cold as ice.
Everything was cold. My bed, the covers, my food, the room was cold. I didn't feel like talking to mom so I grabbed my crutches and struggled to the thermostat and saw that it was on low air. I just thought that it was something else mom TRIED to fix. But... I was just outside and remembered it was August in Alabama. It should be nowhere near cold in here. I shrugged it off and went back to bed and got my tinkerbell throw and rapped it around me as best as I could. When I looked up and saw my closet door open slightly...I froze. I froze so still while looking at the black space in the closet carefully. I... heard a soft cry. A cry of a child... no... a boy! I slowly adjusted myself to escape the room until I hear it ask, "WHY?"
I jumped off the bed and crawled to the hallway looking back and saw the closet door close shut loudly. "Heather!!" My mom called after me running up the stairs to find me on the floor crying and shaking in fear. "Heather honey why are you on the floor?" I just sat there looking at the closet and wanted to leave. Mom placed me on my bed and tucked me in to sleep. I didn't want to stay in my room. There was something in my closet. As soon as I went to sleep I heard the closet door creak and heard footsteps. I pretended like I was asleep and felt it sit on my bed right behind me. I tried to keep from crying from fear until it came around to look at me with those piercing eyes... That's all I could see was its eyes... his eyes... nothing else. He said to me, "...you didn't have to kill me for me to leave you alone Heather..." With angry tear-stained eyes....
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Note:
Hey guys I would love to have your comments on my story please, so I would know if I should continue. No need to continue if there is no audience right?
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