Authors: C.S. Jacobs
A Life Series Book Two
A Life Without Fear
A Life Series
Copyright 2015 C.S. Jacobs
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I’m scared to open my eyes because I don’t know where I am. Moving my elbows slowly, I feel all the wires that are hooked into my arm. Panic starts to set in, and my heart is racing.
What happened to me?
Did Edward find me? Am I being held somewhere? Oh God, what will Granddad think? I start to scream as loud as possible while bashing against the bed I’m lying on. Feeling something rip out of my arm, I can hear multiple people talking but can’t make them out, I don’t want to hear anything. Suddenly, arms are on me and I fight harder. Then a sting in my arm and the fight leaves me. My body feels heavy like I’m being pulled under water. Now I hear the voices clearly.
“What the fuck did you give her? She was just scared and would’ve calmed down once she knew we were here. You didn’t have to knock her the fuck out!” Joey’s shouting at someone.
“Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to calm down or we’ll have to escort you out of the room. She was pulling the IVs out of her arms, and her heart rate was going up at an alarming rate. We’ll monitor her carefully, the next time she wakes up. Hopefully, she’ll not be so aggravated.”
I’m in a hospital, but why?
God, I don’t even know what day it is. Not having time to ponder my thoughts any further, I black out.
Feeling someone squeeze my hand, I don’t scream this time, remembering what happened last time I did. Trying to even my breathing as to not alert anyone I’m awake, I can make out hushed conversations in the room somewhere.
The hand that squeezed mine turns into two, that’s when she begins her silent prayer, “Lord Jesus, please help Angelica get through this. Give her the strength to find the light in these dark times. Amen.” Betty sniffles.
Oh God, why is Betty here? What did I do? Knowing that I can’t play at the fact that I’m asleep forever, slowly I open my eyes and it takes me a moment to gain a clearer picture. I’m in a large hospital room and Betty has her head down on my bed. I notice my granddad and Blake sitting on the edge of the room talking. From the corner of my eye, I glance at Joey, who’s on the other side of the bed asleep in a chair. No one’s noticed I’m awake.
Giving Betty’s hand a squeeze, her eyes immediately meet mine. “Oh, sweet child, you’re awake.” Tears are slowly cascading down her face. I can only smile in response.
Granddad’s quick to his feet. “Darlin’, sweet Angelica, how are you feeling?” My granddad’s voice breaks.
“I’m okay, a little confused if I’m being totally honest.” All eyes are on me, Blake’s standing next to my grandfather and Joey’s now holding my other hand.
“Why don’t we get a doctor in here to check your vitals before we get to talkin’. Okay, darlin’?” I nod at my grandfather.
He swiftly turns on his heels and heads out of my room and I’m overcome with emotion for some reason and start to cry. Joey crawls into bed with me and just holds me while I bury my face into his chest and just sob. I’m not sure why I’m in a hospital, but whatever the reason I know it’s probably not good. A nurse and a doctor walk in behind my grandfather a short time later, Joey slowly breaks away from me and lets them start their testing.
“I’m going to ask everyone to wait outside while we run a few examinations on Angelica.” The doctor’s voice is kind yet firm. Everyone nods, and then they slowly file out of the room.
Along with the nurse and doctor they introduce themselves. “Hello Angelica, my name is Dr. Smith and this is my nurse, Kelsey. Do you know why you’re here?”
Slowly, I shake my head in the negative.
“Angelica you’re here because you almost overdosed on a combination of Xanax and alcohol.”
The tears I had before are now sobs.
How could I be so thoughtless?
What the fuck was I thinking?
“How long have I been here?” asking no one in particular.
“You’ve been here for two days.” This time, it’s the nurse that speaks.
“I’m going to check your vital signs and ask you to do a few things just to make sure you suffered no side effects, okay?” I nod.
First they draw blood, then check my blood pressure, and have me walk from one side of the room to the other. That was only after they removed the catheter.
God, how fucked up must have I been?
Once they’re happy with the results, the nurse helps me to use the bathroom and I’m able to take a quick shower. My energy levels are absolutely zero. I need to press the call button to get help from the bathroom to my bed—pathetic. When the nurse rushes into the bathroom, Joey is right on her heels. Explaining that I’m fine, just tired, Joey picks me up and carries me back to the bed.
Everyone’s back in the room sitting in various chairs around my bed.
Once my nurse leaves my grandfather stands next to my bed. “Do you remember anything, Angelica?”
“No, the last thing I remember is rushing home after he made an appearance at the office.” The tears are flowing again.
“You don’t remember anything after that?” Joey asks.
I can’t make eye contact with any of them because I’m ashamed and embarrassed about my behavior. “I remember hiding from you guys outside on the street. Once you all went inside of the house, I flagged down a taxi and went to Club Next.” Blake stands abruptly, his chair scraping on the tiles loudly. I keep my eyes averted. “When I got there Jon saw me and took me inside the club, after a few drinks I remember nothing.” I’m too scared to ask if I had sex with Jon, or how they got me from the club to here. “I have no recollection of what happened after that. I don’t know how I left the club, or how I managed to get here.”
“You had a seizure, Angelica,” Betty carries on. “You nearly overdosed on Xanax, and then you went and drank yourself into a stupor. I’m terrified to think of what would’ve happened had Joey and Blake not found you.” My sobs are now hysterical. “Hush child, we’ll get through this together. Now you get some rest and we’ll see when we can get you out of here and take you home.” I nod, then recline my bed. I don’t even look up at anyone, I’m a coward. I know I owe them all the apology of a lifetime, but I just can’t bring myself to do it yet. Closing my eyes, I beg sleep to take me under, and after a short time it does.