Under the Cuckoo's nest
BPOV
I woke up with a start. The nightmares wouldn't let go of me. I quickly rolled out of bed and took a deep breath trying to calm myself and stop my hands from shaking. It had been six months and yet the hurt was fresh as new. Whoever said time heals wounds was a liar, time only made everything worse. It just hurt more .My wounds run deep and I knew they would never heal. As I dressed up I wondered if he had the nightmares too. I wondered if he ever slept, if he ever forgot. I wondered why I even bothered with breakfast .The cereal had no taste even sand would taste better. I guess the only reason I ate was because Charlie was staring at me again, worried as usual. And that's why I didn't tell him to take me, because his questions would never end. I really didn't want anyone to know I was going to see him. My therapist said everything was better now and in a month's time I'd be out of therapy.
Angela was the only one who knew I was going to see him. She'd offered to take me when I was ready and now I was sure I was ready. We got to the hospital around noon. A blond nurse with green eyes lead us to his room. Her eyes were not as bright as Edwards forest green eyes. Not as intense, not as beautiful. I tried not to remember how I use to get lost staring into those very eyes which now hunted me in my dreams. I took a deep breath to calm myself .If Angela noticed how tensed I was she didn't say a thing. We passed by the rooms until we stopped at room 541.I told Angela she could leave me at the door and come get me in thirty minutes .She slowly nodded and I hated seeing the pitiful look on her face. The nurse took over from where Angela left pushing my wheelchair into the room. Everything was white in the room and if he heard us he showed no sign. He just continued to sit there staring at the white wall wearing a straight jacket. When I found my voice only two words came out.
"Hello Jasper".