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Alaska's POV
Tiffany swore from the top of the stairs.
'What was that?!' Mom yelled from the living room.
'Mom! I swear I didn't mean to. It was an accident!' Tiffany said in a panic, running down the stairs into the living room. Mom walked out and saw me lying, crumpled on the floor at the base of the stairs.
'Mom I didn't mean for her to fall down. Am I going to be in trouble?' Tiffany said, crying.
'Oh honey, don't cry. Of course you're not going to get in trouble. Why did you push her?' Mom crooned, wiping the tears away from Tiffany's face.
'She's trying to steal my boyfriend. I just pushed her back a little but she tripped and fell. Mom, what if I get arrested?' Tiffany wept.
'Hush now, darling. You're not going to get arrested. Ally's not going to tell anyone. Stop those tears.' Mom murmured, gently pulling Tiffany into a hug. I rolled my eyes at the sickening scenario as darkness swapped me and I blacked out.
I woke up to a glass of water being pour over my face. I sat up, coughing and spluttering.
'What was that for?!' I said in annoyance.
'You passed out.' Tiffany said.
'I'm fine.' I said, and tried to stand up although as I did, the ground started swaying and I fell against the wall. I could see things in double which was probably not a good sign. Suddenly, I felt a wave of nausea come over me and I ran to the bathroom, bumping into a few things on the way. I was horribly sick over the toilet; it burned my throat and made me feel even dizzier.
'I am concussed.' I said out loud, self-diagnosing myself. I knew a quote about concussion…what was it now? I definitely know it but my memory seemed all tangled up at the moment. I racked my brains to remember it but it was useless.
I could hear mom and Tiffany muttering 'eww' downstairs but I ignored them and went to go and brush my teeth to get rid of that horrible taste.
'I am concussed.' I repeated to my mom and sister once I got downstairs.
'We best take you to the hospital to get you checked out.' Mom said as I shakily walked back downstairs again.
'Okay.' I said, shutting my eyes to stop the nausea. 'I knew a quote about concussion.' I told them dizzily.
'You and your stupid quotes Alaska! Just shut up, now is not the time.' Mum said, hurriedly dragging a jacket around my shoulders.
'Sorry.' I mumbled
'This is going to cost a fortune.' Mom sighed.
'Sorry mom.' I repeated.
'Whatever. Just don't you dare pull Tiffany into this. You saw how upset she was. Anyway, that is a pretty mean thing to do-stealing her boyfriend. Don't you agree?' Mom said, helping me up.
I sighed; it's useless even trying to defend myself in this house hold.
We had to drive up to the local hospital and then wait for an hour before we could be seen to.
'Remember Alaska: You were walking up the stairs, then you tripped and fell.' Mom told me for what felt like the hundredth time.
'Got it.' I replied. Tiffany had cheered up a little since mom brought me and Tiffany a magazine each. Well, Tiffany had a magazine but I chose a newspaper since, to me, finding out about the world is far more important that finding out which kind of handbags are in fashion.
'Alaska Kosowski?' An attractive doctor said, coming over towards us.
'yeah, that's me.' I smiled.
'Would you like to follow me?' He asked. 'You can bring your mom if you like.'
'No, that's okay.' I smiled and followed the doctor into a room.
'Just take a seat over there. I'm Dr Benedict but you can call me Xav.' He smiled warmly.
'Benedict? Any relationship to Yves and Phee Benedict?' I asked curiously.
'Yves is my brother.' He replied. It made sense really since they looked so much alike.
'Yeah you look like him.' I agreed.
'That's our drop-dead good looks. It runs in the family.' He winked at me. I decided that I liked Xav a lot. He was funny and kind and made you feel relaxed.
'So what seems to be the problem, Alaska? Cool name by the way.'
'Thanks. I feel down the stairs and blacked out.' I replied.
'Well that's very unfortunate. Do you feel dizzy? Nauseous?'
'Yeah, when I stood up everything was swaying and then I threw up.' I wrinkled my nose in disgust.
'No memory loss or anything? When's your mom's birthday?' He asked.
'6th of December.' I replied instantly. 'I knew a quote about concussion.' I said, sighing.
'Oh really? What was that?'
'I can't remember?' I admitted.
Xav frowned with concern. 'That could be because of the concussion. I'll tell you what, once I discharge you home, have a rest and then if you remember the quote later you can tell me.' He said, smiling warmly.
'Okay.' I smiled in agreement.
'Do you have a loss of balance or feel confused about your surroundings?'
'I feel more balanced now but even I don't have the greatest sense of balance at the best of times.' I smiled.
'Okay, I'm just going to check how bad the concussion is quickly or whether there's any damage.' He said. He pulled out a torch from his pocket and shined it in my eyes, checking for signs to see whether I was okay.
'You have very pretty eyes Alaska.' He said although I think he may have been lying since I know that they're far freakier then they are pretty.
'Thanks.'
Xav gently pressed his hands against my temple, feeling for the lump that formed when I hit my head.
'So how do you know my brother, Alaska?' He asked, distracting me while he prodded my forehead.
'I'm friends with Matthew Benedict. And I work for Phoenix.' I replied, wincing slightly with the pain.
'That's nice. I just came down from New-York to visit them.' He replied.
'You live in New-York? That's so cool!' I exclaimed.
'Yeah…it is cool.' He agreed. 'Anyway, you have a mild concussion, so you might feel dizzy and nauseous for a while but that will pass in a bit. When you get home, make sure you lie down with an ice pack on your head to reduce the swelling. I think you might have a bit of a bruise though.' Xav said, handing me a pill. 'Take some paracetamol now and then one before you go to bed.' He said, handing me a glass of water so I could swallow the pill.
'Thanks.' I smiled once I was all done.
'You are most welcome. Come on, I'll walk you back to your mom.' He smiled and held the door open for me.
'You're a good doctor, you know? I feel much better.' I said as we walked down the corridor, back to the waiting room.
'I'm glad to help.' He grinned.
'How do you feel, darling?' Mom said once we walked over to her.
'Better, thanks.' I replied.
'She's got a mild concussion but she should be okay after some rest. Wake her up every couple of hours, just to make sure she's okay. Make sure you come back to the hospital if you keep being sick or start forgetting your name.' Xav said, smiling at me.
'Maybe I could have your phone number to ring you if there are any problems. My names Marisa.' Mom said flirtatiously. Xav turned to look at me and I rolled my eyes at him.
'Come on, mom. Let's go home.' I groaned.
'Well it was nice to meet you, Alaska. You too Marisa. You can always stop by at the hospital if there are any problems.' He said awkwardly.
'Sure thing, honey.' Mom smiled at Xav.
'Mom….please!' I said in embarrassment.
'Okay! God Alaska. Stop whinging.' Mom hissed, giving me a harsh shove towards the door. Xav narrowed his eyes in my direction. I think he might be getting a little suspicious, mom must have thought so too so she quickly said goodbye and stood up to leave.
'Be safe Alaska.' Xav said, with a slight frown on his forehead.
'Bye Xav. It was nice meeting you.' I smiled.
'Did you tell him?' Mom asked me as soon as I got in the car. I got out my cracked phone on the way back to see whether Matt had text me but I couldn't even turn it on. Great. I really don't need that right now; it's going to cost a fortune and I really don't have the money.
'Of course I didn't.' I replied.
'Good. Let's hurry up and get home then. America's next top model starts in 15 minutes.' Mom replied and we drove away.
'A slight concussion of the brain simplifies matters so beautifully.' I whispered to myself, finally remembering the quote.
The more I thought about it, the more I realised the truth and meaning behind the quote. Everything was so much clearer now, as though I was seeing the world in a different way. Things were simple; I loved Matthew Benedict and it only took a small knock to the head for me to realise.