Pain

Laying there with my thoughts is not fun but it keeps me occupied and away from seeing his face. It hurts to move sometimes and I'm pretty sure the bruise has spread up my spine. I try to get up and fail the first time. All I could feel was a sharp pain in my back it felt like someone had dug a knife in my spine and twisted the blade. I finally got up and opened my door and walked out into the kitchen. I went to the medicine cabinet and grabbed some painkillers so I can try to sleep it off.

But before I do that I see my mom sitting on the floor with her head and ears down. I walk up to her and sit beside her trying not to feel the pain in my spine.

"Hey..."

She looks up suddenly and I can see the marks of the tears that she has not wiped off her face.

"Hey, How do you feel?"

"I'm fine just worried about you"

"I'm not blind I can see and smell the ointment you used to bandage yourself up with."

She put her head back down. I got up slow and steady so I wouldn't cause myself pain. I got up and grabbed myself a bottle of painkillers and left for my room. There was nothing else I could say or think of to say to her so I just left. I wanted to comfort her but I wouldn't know what to say.

I get to my room and sit on my bed and take two pills and turn on the T.V. A random show comes on and I just let it play and make myself comfortable in my bed. I didn't leave my room other than to use the restroom. It was just me, myself, and the T.V today. Every slight movement I made was immense pain and very uncomfortable. Thanks a lot, dad...