GOING HOME

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Three weeks later Anna POV “I got it mom. I think I can walk from here to the car.” I said and just looked at my mother. She has been babying me ever since I first started walking again, constantly hovering for just in case I slip or if I get tired. I wouldn’t lie walking with a crutch is the most uncomfortable thing I’ve ever experienced. It hurts my hand and if I walk with it for more than half an hour my arm starts shaking and it feels like jelly. I can understand why my mother is hovering because two weeks ago when she chased me out of bed and helped me with the crouch I did fall. I didn’t have any serious damage except for the pain that shot through my leg and arm. I wouldn’t have minded if I could walk with two crouches instead of one, but having a broken arm is sort of a problem.my left arm is broken and my right leg is broken so I sort of have the balance thing sorted out. I sent Andy and Jessy home yesterday feeling a bit overwhelmed with them. The same as my mom, the hover and whenever I just want to go do something for myself Andy is there he even offered to carry me wherever I want to be. When Jessy went to wake him up he never left my side. So I just got a bit tired of them and chased them away. “by the rate you are going we will be here until next year.” My mother said and shook her head at me. “mom, this isn’t as easy as it looks.” I said feeling a bit slow, which I am I know but I can’t help it. I got released today finally. So I am going home and I’m getting impatient because for me to go home I first have to get to the car which has been taking me forever. I’m finally in the car and my mother is driving me home. Whenever a car drives past I can feel my heart beating faster and I pinch my eyes closed. My mom put her hand on my lap and squeezed lightly. “it will be okay honey.” She said and I believe her, because I know. The lady that came to see me from the psychiatry department said I will have some difficulty driving for a while and I will feel uncomfortable in a car due to what happened to me and then in the same breath she told me if I don’t get back into a car now I never will. I swear the way she spoke to me she made it sound like I was the one driving and that I hit someone. The drive home was quiet my mom tried making conversation, but I would only give short answers or nod my head. I don’t really feel like talking I just want to go home and heal and forget that this ever happened. I haven’t dreamt about Damien after I woke up and I have no idea what he meant by “just let go.” I thought about it until my head would hurt and I just stopped. Ever since I had that nightmare and weird things started happening it feels like I’ve lost control of my life and that I have become prone to accidents. I haven’t even told my mom about the previous almost accidents I had, and I don’t think I will. When my mother stopped the car I broke out of my daydreaming and realised we are home. I took a deep breath and opened my door. I put my leg out and pushed myself up. I groaned when I put weight on my broken leg and fell back into the seat. My mother rushed to my side and helped me out. She handed me the crutch and took my bags for me. I was barley at the door when I heard Jessy’s car pull up into the driveway. I groaned internally and mentally slapped my forehead. I just need a break from them for five seconds I thought as my mother unlocked the door. I struggled with the steps but finally I made it into the house and saw how clean it is. “before you said anything I did some stress cleaning because sitting around waiting for that phone call drove me insane.” My mother said and I immediately felt guilty. I don’t even know why I feel guilty because the accident wasn’t even my fault, if Andy didn’t start a fight in the car and Jessy finishing it here at home I would never have left the house in the first place. I’m not angry at them, but they do carry some of the blame. I thought to myself as I made my way up the stairs and to my room. When I walked into my room I saw a vase with a bunch of red roses in them standing on my dresser. I shook my head thinking that my mom shouldn’t be so dramatic. Slowly I made my way to the roses and put my nose in them. I saw a card lying next to the vase and I knew, these roses aren’t from my mother. I picked up the card and read, “welcome home glad you safe. D” I looked at the card and couldn’t help but feel that he is being sarcastic because in the dream I had he sounded angry when I let go of him and not my life. ‘OMG my life.’ Realisation hit me and my heart started beating faster. That is what he meant by “just let go.” I stand there staring at the roses everything sort of just falls into place he wants me to die. As the realisation hits me I feel sick to my stomach. Why would he want me to die? “Anna are you okay?” I heard jessy ask behind me, and it doesn’t matter if I’m okay or not because no one will believe me anyway. My head started spinning as I think about every accident that happened before this one that landed me in the hospital. I could feel someone touching me and talking to me but I didn’t know who it is or what they are saying. “I… I… I’m…” I looked up to find Jessy staring at me worriedly. “Anna, what’s wrong?” she asks and my mother came in. “Anna honey you need to sit down or lie down you are as white as a sheet.” My mother said and lead me to my bed. when I sat down I shook my head and put on a fake smile trying to reassure them I’m fine. “Mom I’m fine.” I said and swatted her hand away from my face. “wow those roses are beautiful.” My mother said finally taking her attention off me. ‘the card, what did I do with the card?’ I thought as my eyes went wide in realisation that I left it there on the dresser and before I could get up my mother already found it. She looked at me and asked “who is D?” Jessy looked at me with a raised brow and her arms crossed over her chest. “he’s name is Damien and I met him at the dance.” I said and lowered my head. “well this is new.” My mother said and looked at me. “I’m hungry.” I said and hoped that she would leave that I can explain to Jessy without her hearing everything. My mother gave me a soft smile and left the room saying, “I will bring something up.” She closed the door behind her, but I know she hasn’t left yet so I just made small talk until I saw the shadow leaving underneath the door. “Explain.” Jessy said when she saw me relax. “I don’t know how it got here Jess, I didn’t bring anything with me and it was already here when I got here. If you don’t believe me then ask my mom.” I said and I didn’t mean to sound so rude, but explain myself to them is becoming the new normal and I don’t like it one bit. “don’t go all defensive on me jeez.” Jessy said and sat down next to me. “well it doesn’t matter because when Andy sees it he will think the worst and I am tired and in pain and I don’t know if I can take any fights in the upcoming future.” I said truthfully and moved myself so that I can lie down. “Anna I am sorry about the fight we had that night and I will honestly say I never want to fight again.” Jessy said and lay down next to me. “it’s fine, let’s just forget about it.” I said and gave her a soft smile. After my mom brought us toasted cheese sandwiches we spent the night just talking about random stuff and what I missed at school until my eyes grew heavy and I couldn’t keep them open anymore. I fell into a dreamless sleep for a while and then I started dreaming about the accident, but only this time I wasn’t on the ground I was seeing how the whole thing happened. I was walking and then I saw the headlights and that was when I moved out of the way, and I was right the car did speed up. I saw how I was thrown over the car and landed half in the road and half on the sidewalk. I looked at the car and I saw Tommy getting out and he looks drunk. He swayed as he walked and sidestepped himself twice. I saw how he stood just far enough so that I couldn’t see him and he said, “you really shouldn’t walk in the middle of the road.” He said and just stared at me. I couldn’t quite make out the emotion behind his eyes, I just knew that it wasn’t good. He turned around and left and that is when I saw him or at least I think it was him. he was wearing a white cloak with a hood that covered his face. From where I’m standing I cannot see his face. “what are you?” I heard Tommy ask and saw him take a step back and he looks afraid. It was quiet for a second and then I heard Damien say, “your worst nightmare.” I realised why I didn’t recognize his voice that night because he sound different somehow his voice sounds somewhat hollow, if I can put it that way. And that is when I saw it, I saw the same half-moon shaped blade the one I read up about, but I can’t remember the name. I watched in horror as Damien pulled the blade back and brought it down. I was waiting for Tommy’s body to hit the ground but it never did. when I looked at tommy he just had a cut on his cheek and by the bleeding it looked deep. And then Damien vanished like into thin air. as fast as he appeared he disappeared. I saw Tommy holding his cheek looking around frightened. ‘Damien was right, he didn’t kill Tommy, then who did?” I thought to myself as I watched Tommy ran off into the forest. I jolted upright in bed and said, “Damien didn’t kill Tommy.” I said it More to myself, but I guess Jessy heard me. She looked up from the book she was reading and looked at me funny, “Anna you dreaming again?” she asked with a raised brow. I nodded my head and laid back down on the pillow just staring at the ceiling. “see I told you I didn’t kill him.” came Damien’s voice in my head. I gave an exhausted sigh and rubbed my temples. “how are you doing that?” I asked and realised I spoke out loud. “Anna are you sure you don’t have a head injury?” Jessy asked as she came closer to me. “because we are connected in ways you will only understand when you finally let go.” Damien said. I sat up and said, “I am not dying, not now, not later and definitely not tomorrow.” “Anna you are freaking me out, who are you talking to?” Jessy asked from beside me and I honestly don’t care how this is looking or how crazy I might seem to them, they don’t believe me anyway so what is the use in me even trying to explain what is going on in my head and that it is being invaded. “I’m fine Jess. I’m trying to convince myself more than anyone.” I said and laid back down closing my eyes and going back to sleep. I never thought lying would come so naturally to me until today.
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