Fraidy Hole by Staci Andrea

Fraidy Hole by Staci Andrea

Author:Staci Andrea [Andrea, Staci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
Published: 2023-11-08T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 11

AWAKENING

I DIDN’T want to come back. Once you make your way through that darkness and see the glorious light in the distance… when the pressures that have held you down for so long in this life have been lifted, your soul truly fights the call to come back. I imagined that was what Arlo had felt that day so long ago as she leapt off of the old boat, facing the call of the void. I remember feeling warm and at peace. I remember familiar voices calling to me from somewhere on the gilded golden horizon and how I felt the urge to run towards those voices while ducking beneath the warm, bright glow that hovered from overhead. And then I heard her.

“This little light of mine...” I had heard the faint whisper from somewhere in the distance behind me, out there in the cold darkness of the unknown. “I’m gonna let it shine...” the whisper kept droning into my ear. I had wanted so badly to just be done with this life, to move on to my beloved V. She was only moments away. But the little voice kept nagging in my ear, “Hide it under a bucket? NO! I’m gonna let it shine. Come on Bobo, come back to me,” the little voice continued to hound.

It could have been the drugs in my IV they had given me at the hospital. It could have been my exhaustion and my mind just replaying all the thoughts and worries that I’d been held captive beneath over the course of the previous few days. I could have said that it was any of those things and any sane person would buy my story. We aren’t dealing with sane people here, though.

I could feel her warm breath on my two-day-old gray whiskered cheek before I even forced my heavy lids to part. I could smell the vanilla and lavender lotion that she used religiously, just as her grandma had taught her to, and my heart instantly recognized the frail little voice.

Turning my head towards the whisper, I let my eyelids fall open just a slit to see my girl, my Arlo, standing at my bedside, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. Her emerald green eyes were a shocking blood red where white should have been and the lids themselves were puffy. Those tired and sad eyes locked with mine for a few moments, willing me to come back, silently begging me not to leave her alone here.

She was squeezing my hand as I slowly drifted away again, frantically searching for the voices that had been calling me beneath the intruding chorus of beeping and alarms that had sounded from the tubes and wires that had been attached to my lifeless body by IVs and sticky pads. I remember hearing her screaming at me not to go, not to leave her, to come back to her. But that was all that I remember.

When I woke up again, I was alone in my hospital room.



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