Heather's Heart by Renee Lovins

Author:Renee Lovins [Lovins, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bad Ash Publishing
Published: 2017-12-21T16:00:00+00:00

6

A sound pulled me from the best sleep I'd had in over a year. No dreams, no thoughts, just darkness. I wanted to go back. And that terrified me. I forced my eyes open and tried to make sense of what I saw. Memories from last night started to piece together and I remembered yesterday.

"Mrs. Lewis, you okay? You need anything?" Lana stood in the doorway, sunlight filling the room behind her.

"I think," my voice sounded hoarse, and the urgent need to pee assaulted me. "Bathroom?"

"Here," she said, her voice echoed a bit as she stepped into the room and opened another door I hadn't noticed that lead to a small bathroom.

"Thanks." I tried to sit up, and almost cried out as my body protested every movement. Pain I hadn't been aware of made itself known and I froze unable to move either way.

"Here, let me help." Lana appeared at my side, using her strength I managed to stand up. We shuffled me to the bedroom, trying not to put too much weight on my leg. "Can you use the toilet by yourself?"

I didn't care if I was dying, I could figure out how to go pee alone.

"Yeah. Give me a minute."

"Sure." She stepped back out and I took in my surroundings. Two doors, a shower, a toilet and sink. Nothing fancy. I turned and managed to pull down the scrubs, the no underwear made it easier. Dropping to the toilet, I sighed in relief, then proceeded to make myself feel much more comfortable. Getting back up and pulling up the pants took energy, and by the time I was done I just wanted to go back to sleep. The overwhelming exhaustion was familiar, and I had too much experience fighting past it. Grief often feels like a wet blanket of pressure draped over the top of you. You learned not to give in. The pain however needed to be dealt with. A quick glance in the mirror told me I looked like an extra from a natural disaster movie. The black eyes were livid, and I could see bruises forming on my neck, and had seen the ones on my legs where they had slammed into the steering wheel. All in all, I looked awful. And I didn't have the energy to care.

"Lana?"

The door to the bathroom opened, revealing Lana standing there with a slight smile. "Hey, feel better? Want some food, coffee?"

"Yes, and pain pills. Please tell me your dad managed to get them."

"He's getting them now. Come on, I have food waiting."

The act of getting to the kitchen became an exercise in pain, and I moaned as I slumped down on a chair. My body was not happy with me as it felt like one large bruise.

"Here." Lana set coffee in front of me, as well as a bottle of cream and some packets of sweetener. I focused on the life giving brew and soon had it doctored to my taste. A minute later a slice of an omelet sat in front of me.

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