Hey everybody! Here's a special Fathers' Day Chapter! Make sure your dad knows he's appreciated.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Narnia or any of its characters besides Elaina. (:
The birds were chirping and I could hear faint voices in the background. The air was fresh and clean.
Wait! Birds?! Turning on my side I groaned feeling pain shoot up my back. Trying to open my eyes, I sat up, ignoring the pain that was running through my body.
"Look she's awake!" a girl's voice whisper shouted. I flinched and turned my head towards the voice, still attempting to open my eyes.
"Hush, Lucy! She's probably freaking out right now. I mean she probably has no idea where she is," A more matured lady's voice rang through the room and I turned around wildly. A hand landed on my shoulder, making me shriek in fear.
"Hush, hush. It's ok. My name is Susan," the lady, now known as Susan's, soothing voice appeared right next to my ear making me jump. Susan's voice became worried. "Can't you see me?" she asked, wariness creeping into her voice. "Your eyes are open…" Susan trailed off. "Wait just a second," I could hear her move away from me before I lost all track of both of the girls. Laying back on what I believed was a bed, once I was alone I could process my thoughts better.
The last thing I remember was being in the car with my dad, and very bright lights. Wait! Where's my dad! Looking around wildly, I heard sound from my left. The rustling of fabric grew closer.
"Dad?" I called out, moving my head, trying to figure out where the person was. "Who's there," a tremor rang through my voice. The rustling grew closer and, with each step closer, I grew more frightened. I couldn't open my eyes no matter how hard I tried. All I could see was total blackness.
"Calm down. It's only me," Susan's voice appeared right next to me. "What's your name? I cannot believe I was so rude as to not ask you in the first place." I could hear the crinkling of the sheets on the bed as she sat down next to me. I turned my head towards her.
"Elaina" I spoke quietly.
"I never left… you know that right?" I didn't answer. I didn't know that she didn't leave. "You never knew that was still here did you?" her question make worried.
"What do you mean?" I asked, wariness creeping into my tone.
"Elaina, I think you're blind," Susan told me firmly. I felt numb.
"Blind?" I said, shakily. "I can't be blind! That's not possible!" Hysteria set in. I reached up to my eyes, feeling for the eyelids that should be covering blue eyes. My eyes were open, wide open… and I couldn't see out of them. I began clawing at my eyes, trying to get light to shine through, trying to see anything, anything at all. "I need to see! What do I do now! I can't live my life without seeing."
"Edmund! Peter! Get in here I need your help!" Susan yelled, I could hear how choked up she was and it made me even more scared. I continued clawing at my eyes refusing to let the tears that were building up fall. I heard two pairs of feet pound into the room and restraint my arms. I tried to fight out against the hands grabbing me, kicking out and screaming.
"Oomph," one of guys exclaimed as I kicked him in what I believe was his stomach. Unluckily of me, the hands did not remove themselves and I eventually found myself subdued and restrained on the bed. I still hadn't let the tears fall, they were a sign of weakness, and I was already as weak as could be.
"Susan, who is this girl and what is she doing in our guest room?" one of the boys asked angrily, making me want to sink further into the bed.
"Edmund, lighten up! You're scaring the poor girl!" Susan scolded. I felt my momentary fear disappear and red, hot, annoyance set in.
"I'm not afraid of him!" I exclaimed. I turned my head in the general direction of the angry boy, scoffing, "And I'm right here! How 'bout asking me instead of pestering Susan about someone she doesn't even know. What are so kind of paranoid boy who betrayed his family in the past and hates everyone because of it!" I heard a growl and then I was pressed against the wall.
"Do not speak of things you do not understand, girl." I felt his hot breath against my ear before I was dropped to the ground. I could hear his angry stomping and the sound of the door slamming shut. I could hear whispers outside the door of, what I believed, his siblings scolding him for his harsh behavior. I didn't particularly care. I knew I was deliberately pushing his buttons and I'm sure he knew as well. Besides it wasn't the first time I was ever slammed into a wall and I'm pretty sure it won't be the last.
I heard the voices fade and ever so slowly I began to feel my way over to the bed, stumbling multiple times in the process. I'm pretty sure I knocked over quite a few things and made a bunch of noise but no one came to check on me. As I finally lowered myself down on the soft comforter of the bed I winced- just because I said I didn't care doesn't mean it didn't hurt. Laying back I let the ache in my body disappear as fell into the welcoming darkness.
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