The heart monitor beeped to a rhythm that dwelled long enough in my head until I woke up. My eyelids felt heavy as I forced them open. Still, my vision is a little blurry so I had to flutter my eyes until I could see straight. The room is too bright that I had to squint through the light coming out of wherever.
I wanted to move my body but when I tried to move one arm, it felt so heavy that I decided to stay in my position and look around me instead. I tried to calm myself down, thinking why the hell I'm in a hospital. I tried to sit up but a quick stinging pain hits my chest making me fall right back. I try to look down but the pain makes me wince. I'm patched up.
"What he hell..." was all I could mutter because it felt like my voice could break and I could never speak again,
I looked around the room and noticed that there wasn't anyone. I couldn't really look closely anyway.
Then right when I leaned back comfortably, I heard the door open. A soft voice mentions my name. It could have been my mother, but it was just a nurse. She stood beside me and smiled warmly, "Look at you..." she looked at my IV bag, "...glad you're awake."
I was going to ask her why the hell I'm here but it instantly hit me. I suddenly felt my mood change. I know I was supposed to be angry, but instead I felt helpless. Relieved that me trying to kill myself failed, but sad, for some weird reason.
"...Where am I?"
She turned around and took the clipboard, flipped a few pages and wrote on it, "Well, you're in a hospital."
I knew that. I wanted to roll my eyes but I just didn't have the energy to.
"It was such a fortunate thing that your boyfriend found you in your apartment before it was all too late."
My eyes quickly darted at the nurse who's still busy jotting down notes on the clipboard. I was bewildered, "Who?" I felt the pain again in my chest when I tried to sit up, so I had to lay back again. She immediately touched my shoulder to gently gesture that I need to stay on the bed,
The nurse leaned down, "It's okay. He'll be here soon." Suddenly, the door opened. I surely hoped that boyfriend was behind the door but it was someone else. It was my mother.
Her sad face appeared at my bedside, "Oh Alissa," she warmly smiled at me, "I am so happy you're awake." My father stood tall behind her. I was conscious enough to know that my parents should look sad and confused, but for some reason, the hint of melancholy in there eyes was so subtle. It was as if this little tragedy didn't even make them sob once. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that they're not worried, but it's a little strange that they don't seem to be too shaken that their daughter just got stabbed in the chest.
"How are you feeling?" My father asked as he stood beside my mother now,
I muttered trying to hide my suspicion, "I'm good." was all I said,
He nodded and wrapped his hand around mine with a warm smile, too. "We're very happy to see you're okay."
I smiled back anyway, because I really did miss them. It felt like a year.
"I'm sorry I-"
My mom shushed me, her hand on my cheek, "There is nothing to be sorry about. What matters is that you're alive. To hell with that robber that tried to hurt you! It's a good thing that you made it alive, all thanks to Paul-"
"-Paul?" I shot them a confused look. Oh my God.
"Yes, honey." My mom nodded in a happy way, looked at my father, then at me, "You don't remember? Paul told us that he caught the robber running out of the house. He tried to stop him but it was too late, so when he came in your room, he saw you laying there in your own blood. He called you in the hospital and here you are." She caressed my cheek. Strangely, I knew I was emotional, but I couldn't really bring myself to feel all that much. It's as if I was used to all this. It felt like I was almost apathetic to what's happening.
"It's also a good thing that robber did nothing to you!" My dad furrowed his eyebrows, angry at the thought of anyone touching me, "The doctor examined you and you're all fine and patched up, ready to leave tomorrow."
I couldn't say anything anymore. But I had to know so much more, damn it.
"Wait," was all I could say first,
They both paused. The nurse left the room to us three.
"Someone robbed me? And stabbed me?" I tried to clear it up, and both my parents nodded like they really knew what happened that night. I looked away slowly, completely aware where this is going and who fucking set this all up. "Where is he?" I asked lowly,
My mom walked over to the couch while my dad stayed beside me, "He went out for a while. We told him to get some rest since he's been taking care of you."
I immediately looked at him,
"He's been staying here for two whole days. He didn't want us to spend the night here, instead, he wanted to cozy up on that tiny cot." My dad gestured at the cot inside the room, making me look at it. There's not a single bag on it.
"But now, it's our turn to stay here tonight. For you." My dad touched my hand and grimaced, "We missed you."
I smiled at him. I really did miss him. I felt like somewhere, deep inside, I knew I had to cry, but I didn't want to. "I missed you, too." Was all I said.
"Now where is that doctor so we can check you out of this-" My mom suddenly walked off. She went out the room and left me and my dad.
I kept my eyes on my dad who's eyes were starting to well up with melancholy, "I'm sorry we haven't been around."
"Dad, there's nothing to be sorry about." I said, "I can handle it."
He smirked at me and touched my hair playfully, "Sure you can."
Suddenly the door opened loudly and my mom came in. "Guess who's here?" She teased in such a happy voice, making me and my dad glance at her by the door. When she stepped in, the door slowly opened wide, revealing the man behind it.
I couldn't help but tear up.
Well, look at that. Alissa can't make herself cry when she sees her parents
for the first time again, but immediately tears up when she sees a random person...?
Hi everyone! I'm back for My Dancing Clown 2!
Who would've thought, huh? Hope you all will
enjoy reading the story for this sequel since I
made a new plot just to properly finish this story.
Enjoy!