Nothing Matters (Family Matters Book 1) by Key Liana

Author:Key, Liana [Key, Liana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-03-05T08:00:00+00:00

Part 2

FLYNN

I'm at the hospital waiting for Mom to finish work. She says she has one more patient to see, so I'm just sitting on the patient bed in her consultation room, trying to talk her into giving me some money for some new headphones. She tells me to save my own money, asks how necessary they are, haven't I actually already got headphones? She's missing the point. The door opens and Sandy the nurse pokes her head in.

"Magdala's here," she says to my Mom, and she pushes the door wide open, seeing that it's only me in there.

Mom looks to me and says, "I won't be too long." I jump down off the bed. A girl follows Sandy in. For a moment I'm frozen, unable to move. The girl stops. We seem to be staring at each other, our eyes have connected. I quickly fiddle with the jacket I'm carrying, covering it over my right arm.

"Hi Magdala," my Mom is saying and nodding towards me, "this is my son, Flynn."

I think I nod, I think she smiles and I kind of sideways walk out of the room, but now my eyes have averted to the floor, my face feels hot, like its on fire. Sandy follows me out, I hear the door shut. I walk down the corridor to the waiting room and sit down. I can't explain the feeling that's come over me. It's something new, an experience like no other. I don't know what it is.

She's a girl, right? Blonde hair, well not totally blonde, honey blonde maybe. But what do I know about hair color? Green eyes, tanned skin, a beach babe I'm thinking. Tall, thin. Wow! Why have I broken into a sweat? I wipe my brow, flick my hair out of my eyes, sit down and try to breathe normally. I take my phone out of my pocket, but just stare at it. Why is she seeing my Mom? My Mom is a pediatrician, is this girl sick? She didn't look sick. Has she got cancer, a disease? There has got to be something wrong with her, otherwise why would she be at the hospital. My mind is coming up with a list of possible reasons that she might be here. Leukemia, bone cancer, car accident, AIDS, Ebola. Now I'm just thinking crazy thoughts. I start looking at my phone.

There are footsteps approaching, and then she's there, standing in the doorway, Sandy saying, "I'll come get you shortly."

"Thanks," she says. Her voice is soft. She sees me. Her smile comes slowly. "Hi," she says. I'm the only one in the room, yes, you dumbass, she's talking to you.

I hesitate, swallow, and then say "Hi." It comes out sounding weak. I shift my jacket, making sure it's covering my right arm. For some reason I don't want her to see. That I don't have a right hand, that my arm ends in a stump. The jacket is secure. My left hand is just holding my phone, but I'm no longer looking at it.

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