Beneath It All - Chapter 2 part 2
”It’s funny how when it hurts so much, you get that sudden immunity towards it and turn into this cold, lifeless wall that shuts emotions out. ”
Those thoughts popped into my head for a moment before i tried opening my heavy eyelids. Beneath me were the cool soothing sheets of a white bed that wrapped me in comfort. All around me were blurry images of a dim light, and some machines and a douchebag going drip,drip,drip. I wanted to speak, to hear my voice shattering the heavy silence. But my throat was dry and sore, nothing came out. Out of a sudden, as if the physical part of me has awaken, a sharp pain pierced right through my entire body that it felt like it was being ripped to pieces.
” At least my pain receptors are fine..” I joked in my mind.
The beeping of the machines started to become more rapid and the pain increased. I felt so weak all over, guessing that I lost alot of blood.
”What happened? All i could recall was the screeching of tyres and pieces of white mounting boards flying into the air, a loud painful thud and.. the jingling of a bell.”My thoughts vaguely came through as i felt more drowsy and weak.
The door burst open and I could hear her crying familiar voice, concerned yet distant. And another voice, of a man, trying to calm her down. More people rushed in and slowly, the voices become louder. My head felt like splitting in pain at the sound of them, throbbing through my ears. I wanted to move my body, at least my fingers, to show them that I was okay. That I’ll live. But somehow, my body did not belong to me anymore. It was seperated from my mind. An entire empty shell.
A bell jingles again. Faint but eventually louder and louder, drowning the voices of the world. Soon, I could not hear the buzzing of the air conditioner, the voices of people, the beeping of machines. The entire world became silent except for this bell echoing in the emptyness.
” Get up.” A clear voice ordered through the emptyness.
I tried at first but it was hard. I felt glued to that bed, to that empty shell of my body which has become so alien to me. But the more determined I got, the more I could move. I wanted to run around, to jump and to be free, anything but being trapped unto that white bed.
And I did. Myself pulled free from that bed, and got up. I felt so light, so released from chains of my physical self.. so real.
” Did you see that, mum? Sam? I got up! We can go home now, shall we?”
When I turned to look at them, I got the shock of my life. They acted as if they didn’t know I existed. Instead, there they stood by that white bed, mum crying histerically while clinging unto its hand. Sam hesitantly stroking its hair with the most regretful look on his face. It was me. Lying, lifeless on that bed with such pale lips. Blood drenched bandages all over my arms, legs and head. It looked dead, but the only thing keeping it alive was that beeping machine.
” I’m sorry. We cannot confirm when she will awake nor if she will.” A doctor said softly with a downcast face.
” But mum, I’m here. Look, I’m fine! Let’s go home and have one of you tasteless, healthy dinners.” I shouted.
” They can’t hear you.”
” Who’s there?”
” That’s for you to find out.”
The bell jingles again and the entire room become pitch black. A dim light slowly emerges and reveals a dilapidated wooden door. As if it were hypnotising me, I walked towards it and touched the cold, tarnished brass handle.
And the door opens.
