Death Bed

I had fell asleep after the young Darnell left. I felt big strong hands shaking me awake. I groaned and turned on the other side from where I was faced. I was suddenly picked up from both of my arms, my eyes shot open to see Mr. Darnell lifting me to my feet. "Mr. Darnell?!" I said quickly and in confusion of why he was waking me up. His eyes were a bit red and he had bags under them. "What happened?! Where's Mrs. Darnell!? Is everything okay?!" I said in a panic.

"Come." He said suddenly and hurried down the stairs case. I quickly followed behind him. He swung the front door open and rushed to his car, I closed the door as fast as I could and ran to his car. He got in and unlocked my door, starting the engine. I hopped in and buckled up. I was a bit confused but I had a strange feeling it was about Mrs. Darnell. I had an aching feeling in my stomach as I held my arms close to my chest.

I turned my head slightly over to Mr. Darnell. I saw his eyes clouded with tears, he looked horrible. Like he'd been crying for days and hasn't slept in weeks. "Sir please tell me what's going on..please..?" I asked, but was only ignored once again. I sighed and faced the road. I watched as we flew by cars but I really wasn't paying too much attention to it all. I closed my eyes and leaned back for a moment and it a matter of time everything really went black. I wasn't able to open my eyes, nor move, talk, scream, cry, think, everything and anything I just couldn't do anything.

I heard sirens in a short matter of time before I saw bright lights from the back of my eyes lids. I heard yelled and quick movement towards the car. I heard people near the car, trying to open both of our doors, sounding like they were trying to break in a house but a car door just without being quiet. I know I was removed from the vehicle but I couldn't feel anything. I felt like I was being choked by air, I couldn't breathe suddenly.

I felt oxygen being pushed into my lungs instantly, after awhile I got caught up with it and started breathing on my own, still feeling a light pressure of oxygen pushed inside for me. I didn't know what was happening, there wasn't much for me to go off by either. Anything could be happening. I might even be dreaming. I might have fell asleep in the car and I'm having a blank dream with noises and strange feelings inside of me. Who knows, everyone but me right?

Ive never felt this before, how was I supposed to know. All I could really do was hear and feel what was happening inside of me, which so far was just oxygen inserted into my lungs. I heard some chattering with a couple of people within wherever I was. I couldn't make it out though, they were too quiet. Maybe I just wasn't hearing clearly? I had no idea. I heard this high pitched ringing that echoed throughout my body. It lasted awhile and it got frustrating.

I few minutes later I heard a door close. I lost my oxygen again and couldn't breathe. I tried to gasp for air but I couldn't. I couldn't move! I started freaking out mentally. Why wasn't I breathing. Was I asleep for too long? I felt air being pushed inside my lungs once again and was so thankful. I heard the door open and close once again.

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It had been maybe a couple of weeks. I've pretty much figured everything out for the most part. I'm at a hospital, apparently in a coma. The doctors check on my 5 times a day, one at 9 am, second at 12 pm, third at 2 pm, forth at 6 pm, and fifth at 11 pm. So I count every time they're in here so I can count the days. It took me awhile to get it down so I've been here longer than I'll  say but I'm trying.

Almost every three days, Elijah Darnell comes over to see me. I was surprised to here his voice the first and second time he came to see me. He told me troubling news. Mr. Darnell had pasted, we were in a car accident and we flipped over. That crushed me to hear, and Mrs. Darnell is also in the hospital, she fainted from over take on the pills she was taking for her stress. I was devastated by the news. He told me that I could stay with him for as long as I wanted to needed to. I wasn't thinking about the things he did to me in the past, I really didn't have must of a choice at that point.

I had been on my Death Bed, as well as my foster mother. What could I have done. Where could I have gone. There's nothing for me out in the big world. I'm broke. I'm hurt. I'm lost. And I'm alone. I cant do too much on my own, I needed Elijah no matter what I said or he said or what he did, nothing.

I needed him at this time.