Before there was you

I woke up this morning expecting a huge party and millions of gifts. I rolled out of bed to a messy house and a hungry dog. Just turning 17 I don’t have much going for me. Graduating high school and finding a little part time job. I had plans to go to college and plans to come home every chance I got to see my parents. I had plans to fall in love while in college and have a family shortly after graduation. Those plans have changed slightly. Let’s start with, I didn’t get into college due to a slope in my grades. Working took most of my time. I had to switch to a part time position instead. My parents health took a turn just a short 6 months ago due to an unfortunate car accident that has put them both in icu. My parents have been in medical induced comas since the wreck happened. They did leave their house to me in any case they were to fall ill. Being an only child I have to take care of everything. I go to the hospital every week to see them and spend the whole day there. My recently made ex-boyfriend also comes to see my parents no-weekly. He tries to stay as far from me a possible considering I’m a walking time-bomb. Trenton never done anything to hurt me, we simply just grew apart. After 4 years of dating and having little to no freedom, we chose to break up. His love for my family is still undeniably heart wrenching. His love for me is just as warming. When my parents wrecked I had to find myself and also keep it together for them. I was developing an alcoholic personality and my parents were at their wits end with me. They talked about sending me to my grandmothers in Rome or to my aunt Tilos in Harpers field. Time and time again Trenton stuck by me and told my parents I’d get better. Trentons family has lived on the farm next door for 50 something years and he will carry on the tradition of the farm. We played there as children and his father did the same just as his grandfather had wanted. My mother, Elaine and father, Anthony had bought this house just before I was born and this is all I have ever known. I keep the house up to date as much as possible but I’m failing in ways they’d never understand. My aunt Tilo comes to visit as often as her truck will let her. She’s been my rock during this whole time. She sends me money and brings me vegetables every chance she gets. She brings her dogs and they stay for the weekend. Aunt Tilos husband died just before they had been married a decade and I only met him 3 times. I was only a baby and she was in her late 20s. Shortly after I had awoken from my day dreaming state, I made a quick breakfast and hopped in the shower. Work and household chores are calling my name. I ate my bowl of cereal and did my shower routine. Curled my hair and did light makeup. I work at a small coffee shop in the middle of town. It’s a cozy little spot only locals visit. We have regulars who pay nice and those who think coffee shouldn’t be $2.00 a cup. On the way to work I called the hospital to check on my parents state, just to hear the same thing every time. The nurse all know me by name as I do them. We sometimes do out to eat together. They all feel sorry for me in ways I never wanted people to. My favorite nurse is Madi skye, she’s 57 years old and has a heart of gold. She sometimes invites me to her house to spend the night. She has 4 kids, 3 over the age of 18 and one that is only 10. The 10 years name is amber and she’s a doll all by herself. She is really into makeup and dressing up. I sometimes show her makeup tricks that I learned from my mother over the years. When I get pull into work I get the most unusual feeling. I have to sit in the car for 30 minutes beeping my horn before someone finally comes to my rescue. What is happening? Why do I feel like this?