I woke up in the hospital once again...
But, I was alone.
I looked around and sighed. I didn't clearly remember how exactly I got there...
And then my mother walked in.
Her cheeks were blotchy and her eyes were puffy. She sat down next to my bed.
I turned me head to look at her.
"Mom," I whispered, tears in my eyes.
"Hi..."
"How'd I get here?"
"You snuck out of the hospital and stole my car, you got drunk and set it on fire. You were unconscious for about two days because of the alcohol medication mix."
My mother sighed. I was crying silently.
"Oh my God...Mom...I'm so sorry."
"This is all my fault," she whispered, looking at her hands folded in her lap.
"No it isn't. This is my fault."
She stood up.
"I lied to you! I didn't have to! But I did!" she shouted. Right when she finished, she put her hand on her mouth, which hung slightly open.
"I don't know what came over me."
She sat down again.
"You have the right to yell at me. You should be kicking me out of the house! You should hate me, cut me off, and kick me out!"
My mom's cheeks were stained with tears, some fresh and some dried.
"I would never do that."
"But you should!"
"You're my daughter...my only daughter. I pushed you to your limit. So, this is not your fault."
I sighed.
"I didn't have to be angry at you...it was better the way it was before."
I sighed again.
"You know, we're never going to be the same again..."
Mom was still crying.
"I know...I'm sorry." She held my hand.
I squeezed her's.
"Don't be."
And she hugged me around my neck. I hugged her with my right arm because the other was in a sling.
I cried into my mother's shoulder and she cried into mine.
After a minute or so, we broke apart. We sat in silence for a second.
"So...I bet Cara was pissed."
My mom cracked up.
Speak of the devil...
"Hi Cara."
She looked at me for a second. She looked a little mad.
"So how'd you manage to escape?" she smiled at me.
"The scrubs on the chair." I grinned. She laughed.
"I thought so."
We all laughed.
"So when can I get the hell out of here LEGALLY?"
Cara laughed again.
"Tomorrow morning."
"Thank God!" I groaned.
"Meanwhile," My mom stood up, smiling for the first time in week., "There's some people here to visit you.
Ryan, Emma, Spike, Aunt Kendall, Uncle Zach, Ian, Gabby, Miranda, Aunt Binx, Marissa, Uncle David, Lucy, and Aj all walked into my room, grinning.
"Is it my birthday?" I cracked.
Aj ran up to me and crashed his lips into mine, his hand on the back of my hand. I reciprocated, and I smiled into it as our makeshift crazy "family" of sorts cheered.
When we broke apart, our foreheads rested on each other.
When I caught my breath, I breathed," Did you save me?"
"Eh, kinda," he shrugged. I giggled.
I kissed him again.
"I'll take that as a 'thank you'." Aj joked.
"You should."
And we laughed.
Then everyone hugged us. It was a very large group hug...and I hated group hugs, as they are lame. But, I let this one go.
After a second, someone said something that made me laugh again;
"This is weird."
Lucy said it, her face on my arm, so it was a little muffled.
Unlike a few nights before, that...it was one of the best nights of my life.
So I'm going to write an epilogue, because I feel like it ;) Thanks so much for reading! Please review!
-Emma :)