Mistake

Interview?

  Side note. I'm not really sure if people understood this from previous chapters, but in Lacrivana, people have different magic abilities. Like there are specific elves that can snap a picture by just blinking, and there are angels that can heal or speed up healing a person by giving them a feather that came from their wings. I'm sorry if you didn't get this, the previous chapters didn't need any of these details so it is not your fault at all. Thank you for reading!

      "It has been around three weeks since Zanternal showed me the newspaper, no reporters have come yet so that might mean that they lied. My ribs are still sore from being shattered, but otherwise everything is healing nicely. I am now able to take walks around the hospital with some one supervising me, like Zant or a doctor." I paused writing in my book/diary. "Oh what the hell. I am not in one of those stupid romantic movies.  I can't believe they expect me to write in a diary everyday." I rolled my eyes and stood up from the table where I was sitting. "Hey nurse can we go for a walk?" I called out for the angel nurse who was taking care of me, she seemed to be the most truthful out of them all. "Yes of course, you seem to like going on walks and exercising." 

"I do, it helps me get my mind off of things," I said as I pulled my mask up since it was originally off when I was writing. "Shall we go now?" The nurse smiled, "Yes we shall." 

    We stepped outside and the warm sun hit me like a soft blanket. I took a deep breath and smiled, there was a soft wind and a garden with trees that created the perfect amount of shade. "Dear, we got the results of if your scars are going to heal or not. Sadly there are some scars on you that will not heal over time and will permanently be there including the scar on your face, but most of the scars will heal." The nurse read off of a paper while walking with me through the garden. "Hey, that's pretty good considering that I found the acid scar really cool looking," I looked up to the sky as I said these words, "I also think it is a good reminder of the evil that can come from this world." I looked back at the nurse smiling, she seemed quite surprised at my attitude. "You think the scar is nice?" She questioned me. I just smiled at her and said. "Yeah, scars always have a story behind them even if you don't remember it."

"That's a really nice way to think about it." The nurse started understanding where I was coming from as I talked. "Nurse, do you enjoy working at a hospital?" I turned to face her. " You can call me Olivia dear, and yes I do enjoy working at the hospital, I get to take care of people like you." She smiled at me and I smiled back.

    Around an hour went by, Olivia and I talked about many different things I found out that she was in her mid-thirties and that she had a daughter who died at child birth. "Olivia, is it true that reporters are coming to have an interview with me?" Olivia looked at me, "You read the newspaper didn't you. Well, the hospital is trying to keep them away so you won't be stressed and heal slower, but sadly there is no way to stop reporters, you can only hold them off for so long." I sighed. "So they are going to have an interview with me no matter what."

"Sadly yes, but we got them to agree to let you heal and get back up to help for another month or so."

"Thank you for doing that, I'm pretty sure that I'm pretty sure that I wouldn't be able to handle an Interview right now in this state."

"You're very welcome." Olivia smiled at me showing that she was happy that I was okay with what was happening. "I'm sorry for prying , but did you know that your mother had an affair?" I looked up at her and smiled slightly. "You're not prying at all, and no, I didn't, all I know is that my whole family called me a mistake and kept saying that I shouldn't be here, but I didn't realize that it was actually the truth, and that I'm not supposed to be here. Does that answer your question?"

"Yes, yes it does," Olivia looked at me sadly, then she said something that i didn't know how to react to. "I'm starting to think of you like a daughter, would it be a crazy idea for me to, I don't know, adopt you after you get out of the hospital, because there is no way that you are going back to a family who's mother is now in jail and the father is nowhere to be seen." I stood there in shock. "W-wait. What?"

"U-uh. S-sorry, that was out of line." Olivia looked down at the ground, I was completely silent. I fought back the tears that were threatening to fall. "O-Olivia," She looked back at me. "You have no idea how much that means to me, over the pass month I have actually started to think of you like an actual mother, even more than my birth mother." I closed my eyes to keep myself from bursting out into tears, I heard Olivia's breathing filled with emotion and she walked over and hugged me. I couldn't hold the tears any longer, they started pouring from my eyes. "I-I'm so sorry I shouldn't be crying." I covered my eyes and trying to keep the bloody tears at bay.  "It's perfectly fine dear, you don't have to worry about anything. You are perfect just the way you are." I looked up and met her hope filled gaze. "Thank you." I hugged her again. We ended up hugging each other for a couple of more minutes until both of us ran out of tears.

    After the tearful confession we decided that we should go back inside and clean up. I was never expecting Olivia to actually think of me like a daughter and not just another person, it's amazing, she really means a lot to me, and now when I get out of the hospital she actually might adopt me! I really can't explain how I feel right this instance, other than the words. "Pure Joy."