CHAPTER 10
I woke up to the sounds of voices coming from speakers around me. Nauseated, I sat up. My head hurt a million and my mouth felt as though I ate 20 lemons at a go. With my hand on my temple, I tried to make a recollection of what happened recently.
“Um…Adrian…The smiths’ mansion….” I murmured.
Then I remembered and a rush of emotions washed over me. Guilt. Regret. Anger. Just name it.Then the tears came. I wondered what happened after I passed out.
Is Iris ok? Is she going to be the same again?Is anything ever going to be the same?
“OMG!”I whimpered, “I-is is s-she d-d-d-”
The door opened and my dad came into the room holding a bunch of roses and looking grim.
“DAD!” I yelled as I pushed myself up on the bed. A rush of adrenaline flew through my veins.
“What happened? How is iris?”
“She is…” he said as he bowed his head and tried to avoid eye-contact.I burst into tears.
I killed my best friend. This is my entire fault!If I hadn’t decided to go on this stupid mystery, if I had just minded my business, if only i-Wait a second.
“Adrian…” I murmured as I wiped my face of the tears.“Where is Adrian, dad?” I asked with a shaky breath.
“He is down the hall with Iris and the rest of your friends.” He said as he put down the bouquet of flowers on the side-table and sat beside me on the bed. “Iris condition is bad.”
“Huh?” I asked with a confused expression on my face as a wave of relief washed over me.
“She is not dead?”
“Of course not. The doctor said she had a major concussion.”
I winced as I remembered her sprawled lifelessly on the floor. With blood flowing out of her head. Loads of it.
“Luckily, help came when it did. But she would not be able to regain consciousness for a while.” My Dad continued with a grim expression.
“A while? How long is a while?” I asked crossing my fingers and hoping he meant a few hours.“Not definite sweetie.”
Those four words were a million needles piercing my chest at once. Not definite? What are the rest of the gang going to say? What about her parents? Would I ever be friends with Iris again?
“Dad? I need to see iris!” I said I tears flowed out of my eyes freely. “If I don’t, the rest would probably never forgive me!”
The hospital door burst open. Speak of the devils. Evelyn and Vivienne ran into the room and threw their arms around me. “OMG Fiona!” Vivienne spoke first with fear in her eyes.
“Are you ok?” Evelyn asked trying to sound tough. "the whole place has been a mess.”
I tried to hold my tears from flowing out. But I couldn’t. My brain couldn’t even command make that simple command to my body. We spent the whole night crying out our eyes.Just three inconsolable friends holding each other on the hospital bed wondering if things would ever be the same again.
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