Prompt #23:An accident threatens Carter's dreams. (Based on a life experience).
Summer 2020
How had he been so stupid?What the fuck was wrong with him?Why had he gone out and seen to their stupid things. One moment they were laughing,the other he was trying to avoid that jet of acetone using his arm and falling to the floor.
They had called the ambulance and now they were boarding it to the hospital. How was he even going to explain this?What was wrong with that kid?Carter was just trying to fix up things with him,helped by some friends,and then that kid had gotten the ac out,throwing it at them.
He looked crazy,as he did that.
His eye was burning. Carter knew the right one was alright. He could feel nothing,see perfectly,he understood commands. But his left one just wasn't the same. He could see,answer commands,but everytime it hurt.
"Calm down kid,we're gonna fix this"
How the hell could he calm down?
They were gonna kill him. He was to enter the DEO in five years. If he had lost any of his sight he was done for. He couldn't have even driven,let alone shoot a gun.
He could have spent hours over what had happened,but he didn't have the time to,because he fell asleep,sedated. He would've really liked to stay awake.
When he came to,he was still aware of several things. It was all white,meaning hospital room. There were quite the people around him,and he really wanted to fall back asleep. He was tired.
He really wanted to find out what would've been of everything,however.
"Carter. Carter,honey"
"Mom. What's app?"
"You were attacked,remember?"
"Yeah,my eye. How is my eye?"
His eye was bandaged and well protected. They had just received news about it. He had been lucky. As in extremely lucky,when others hadn't been. They had gone in quickly,and managed to stem the damage. Now they were only waiting to find out what it would've been. If it meant putting an end to every dream of his to be an agent,or he still could've been.
"You were into surgery for quite a bit. Now we're waiting to find out what the damage was."answered Cat.
"What if this is it?"
"You can't think that way Carter. You need to hope this will end up the way it has to. With you being ok"
"What the fuck. Why the fuck did I go there?It's not gonna be fine,you'll see. They'll say I'm fucking done for. How are we fixing this?"
If it hadn't been for such a dire situation the two women would've probably reprimanded him,considering his younger sister was in the room. But noticed that Lexie was momentarily distracted. She only noticed,from the screams.
"Cartie?"
"Lexie?"
Lex run clumsily towards him and Cat lifted her up on Carter's bed.
"You got a patch"
How could she always make everything easier?
"Yeah. I'm like a pirate,kiddo."
"Did your eye disappear?"
He bursted into laughters,which hurt a bit anyway.
"Nah,don't think so"
At which moment the doctor came in bearing news.
"Is it the right time?"
"Absolutely"it was. Now was the right time to know. Now better than never.
"Tests came back. Surgery went well,you were luckily able to avoid most of the jet,which leaves you a good chance to get better. You'll have to undergo other surgeries,to correct the sight. But the good news is:it doesn't seem to have been greatly impaired."
"What does it mean for it all?"
"I'll have you reading the table when you are ready,and I'm confident you might do good"
It was good. It was something.
He had to stay. Two months of summer were all spent over that. He needed to know,back and out of the hospital to know if he was gonna be okay at the end of the day.
At the end they decretare tha a perfect sight corresponded to his right eye. That much was sure. The left one though impaired seemed to have somehow gotten lucky. Slightly graced=he had gotten so lucky he had to know miracles happened more than once in your life.
Lucky,meaning he got till 20/70 just perfectly. Whatever came after had him pretty confused. It was pretty blurry still. But it could be corrected. The seeing from afar not. It was probable he would've kept on having issues with seeing further than that 20/70,but he could still make it better.
It had had him so worried at start.
"Does it mean I might still be good for the army?"
"Technically speaking yes. Once we'll be done with the surgeries you'll have to wear glasses. You're not even close to being blind,Carter. You'll wear glasses,and the surgeries have a good chance to improve your condition."
He had a chance,he still had a chance.
He was wearing sunglasses most of the times,above all when he was outside,and he knew it was long,and hard,but he wasn't letting go. His ma had lived paralyzed and having breathing issues for years by now,how could he let go,because of this?Never. His sight could still be corrected. He would've gotten better. He had to be as brave as he could be. Pick up this as his own challenge,turn it all around. There was no giving up. In his family,giving up was not a choice. The choice was only one. It was fighting.
