Chapter 13
Teddy's POV
Coma was weird. Or whatever state of consciousness I was currently in. It was nothing like books or movies had described, there was no place covered in clouds, no after life… it was just sort of blurry. Guess that means I'm not dead then. That's a plus.
I wonder if the lack of noise means that no one was there with me. Wouldn't be surprised, my family hated hospitals. They reminded my grandparents they were old and they made Loretta nauseous.
Good, I hope she's really nauseous, ignoring me as I poured my heart out. She could at least fight back. Damn it Loretta get a back bone! You know what? Never mind, I am not going to waste my coma dwelling on her.
I did wish Jacob was here though. I couldn't feel any pressure on my hands so I guess he wasn't there holding my hand. Maybe he didn't know, maybe they forgot to tell him.
Looking around I noticed there wasn't much about. So sitting down I tapped my fingers against the 'ground'. Coma wasn't going to be as much fun as I thought it was.
It had been hours, or 10 minutes, I was so bored out of my mind I couldn't tell any more. How much more of this was I going to have to go through?
I shifted my position, but it was weird, I couldn't tell if I was sitting or standing. There was something my ski instructor had told me about how you determine your position if you got caught in an avalanche. What was it?
Spit, that was it! You spit into the air and watched its direction. Swirling my tongue in my mouth I gathered some spit, but before I could send it anywhere a voice shot through the air.
"Don't you dare spit in here, young lady!"
I choked trying to swallow it so fast. "Who are you?"
"Your conscious."
"Christ! Am I going to get another lecture? You'd think I'd get a reprieve in my fucking coma!"
"Watch you language!"
A figure made its was out of the blurriness, and I felt my mouth hit the floor when I saw who it was.
"Mom?"