Near Death

Subsequently getting the car I dropped, Jessica, at her boyfriend's house, It sure feels great to drive your car I wish I knew this sooner, but could I have done with my poor ass. I drive off to the grocery store once I get there I'm astounded to see who I meet there Emir's sister Erica.

Erica is the most beautiful she has dark long brown curly hair, her cheeks of the rosiest color and to complete her beauty she has beautiful green eyes, she isn't short nor the tallest her height is about 5'5 and her body so curvy, she is friendly and kind and not the type to select people about their backgrounds, she likes people for who they are and sometimes it made guilty to be around the rich.

It's good that she didn't see me....

After getting everything I needed for my grocery, I am now waiting on the till I suddenly fall to the ground moaning, and my head starts arching the pain is so sharp that feel like I'm going to die, and everyone around me is just glaring at me with panic and some keep screaming for help. I still could hear someone asking if there is a doctor around or a medical student unexpectedly I feel someone touching me and telling me to breathe "I can't breathe " I say.

I can't stop screaming in pain, I try to get up but my legs won't move all I know at this point is I am probably going to die.

"Breath" was the last statement I heard.

I wake up laying in a hospital bed I hear monitors beeping and some shuffling above my head.

I'm feeling tired and the only thing I need right now is my sleep.

"How are you feeling now, Emma?" I hear a soft voice speak above my head.

"I'm tired" I force myself to speak."

"That's because of the medication we gave you, just rest, and I will come back to check on you?" she says and leaves the room.

I sigh.

I try to move my right arm but it's connected to many monitors letting out loud noises, I try so hard to keep my eyes open but they feel so heavy, I turn my head to my left side and look at the watch on the other side of the room, with my eyesight becoming blurry I fall into a dreamless sleep.

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I wake up because of the sun shining brightly through the room. I blinked a few times and realized someone was standing beside me. My version is a bit blurry but I know it's a female by the height and the body plus the long fairly hair. I hear a soft voice.

"Emma?"

I blink a few times until I could see everything clearly.

It's Erica, she is wearing a yellow dress with white spots on it.

"Erica? What are you doing here? how did you know I'm here? I ask confused.

She seats down beside my bed and looks at me…..worried?

"I brought you here after the incident that happened at the mall and I haven't left since but of course, you don't know that because you were conscious," she says.

"How did you-" I stop my sentence before I could process it.

" I was in the same grocery store you were in and I saw everything that happened to you, I was the one that called the ambulance" she explains.

My heart skipped a bit knowing how sweet it is for her to have helped me out and for her to stay.

"Are you okay?" she suddenly asks.

She sounds concerned and worry is placed all over her face which confuses me because we just met for the first time after a long time yet she"s acting like I'm so special in her life and I'm grateful.

I relax and try to get into a seating position.

"Easy there," she says and helps me out.

"Thanks," I say with a little smile.

"No problem" she replies back.

A comfortable silence fills up the room until I broke it.

"How have you been doing?" I ask nervously.

She hesitates before she answers me.

" I've been fine," she says faking her smile.

"And you?" she finally asks.

"I've been a zombie," I said sarcastically and laugh.

Erica fakes a gasp and immediately stands and mumbles silently "And so is my brother".

I drop my mouth open at her confession.

She looks at me and changes her statement immediately.

"You will be fine," she says.

I nod my head in response.

The room is filled with awkward silence again with the noise from the monitors but the creak from the door breaks the silence when a doctor walks in with some papers.

The doctor doesn't look happy at all when she walks toward us.

She clears her throat to speak " I see you are feeling much better now" she asks with a pale smile.

"Much better, thank you," I say.

" I'm here to talk to you," she says.

My mood vanishes and I become nervous.

"Have you been vomiting, feeling dizzy, having problems with speaking, Personality and behavior changes, mood swings, memory, and losing appetite?" She asks.

"No, I just have been losing appetite," I say.

"If you get any more symptoms from what I have mentioned earlier, please come back," she says.

My head snaps at her waiting for her to continue.

" We will discharge you in an hour," she says.

I don't know if I should be happy or not.

"I will take you home," Erica says.

"But-"

" I don't have plans, I will be so happy to make sure you get home," she says.

We both get to the parking lot and get in the car.

As the car starts moving I sink back into the comfort of the car seat, leaning my head back and welcoming myself to the soft headrest closing my eyes, and begging to fall asleep to avoid this uncomfortable situation.

I have a lot to ask Eric, and I know she too has a lot to ask me, but none of us has the gut to start the conversation.