Chapter 12
Puck’s POV
After I got off the phone with Luke the nurses made me go through even more testing. Dr. Cole was doubting all the test. She still thinks there’s something wrong with my brain or something else. I now knew for sure that she was wrong. I could prove it to them because I had talked to Luke. I tried to tell one of the nurses that but she thought it had nothing to do with the testing. I told them they were just wasting their time, but oh well, it’s their lost.
While I was getting the testing done I was thinking. Luke was real, so were the others. Everything I remembered happening wasn’t real but yet Luke AND Alice remember/know exactly what I do. And the others were real too. We also know that 3 out of 4 of us were in a coma, possibly even 4 considering we don’t know what happened with Kenza.
I couldn’t wait to meet up with Luke. I really missed all my friends. But the best part was that we could meet up and hopefully return to how life was in the coma. Everything was better and simpler there. I mean yes my parents cared about me here, but I loved my life then. I had everything I could ever need with my friends. But it wasn’t real.
When I get done with this testing I’m going to call Luke back and hopefully we can hang out soon. Wait…I don’t even know where he lives…..? I’ll have to ask him when I call back.
The testing lasted 2 hours. I was sent back to my room with the results that nothing was wrong. Exactly like I said. Maybe they should have listened to me. Could have saved them time and my parents’ money.
I was sitting in the bed about to call Luke when my parents came back in. They had gone out to eat while I had to stay here and eat nasty hospital food. They may care more than I thought they did but apparently not enough to feed me actual good food.
“Hey honey, the doctor told us they did more testing. How was it?” Mom asked before she could even sit down. She still had on her peach dress which she smoothed out as she sat quietly in the chair next to my bed.
“It was fine, boring just like the first time but this time I had things to think about.” I replied. As much as I liked them caring, I wanted them to go. I wanted to call Luke back and talk to my friend. I wanted to tell my parents this but that would be rude and they wouldn’t like that all. So I just tried to keep conversation as short as possible to get them to leave as soon as I could.
“Oh yeah? What did you have to think about? And why do you keep looking over at the phone?” She sounded so caring. But all I wanted was to call Luke. I guess when you live without affection from your parents for so long it can get a bit annoying at times, and this was one of those times.
“Luke, one of my friends that no one believed was real, called me. We talked till I had to go for the testing.” The shock was clear on my mother’s face. My dad on the other hand was standing by the door tapping away on his phone, not paying attention to the conversation at all. That’s the way I remembered my parents not how my mom was acting. “I keep looking at the phone because I was supposed to call him back when I finished.”
“Are you sure it was him?” She asked. I wasn’t sure but I thought there was a hint rudeness in her tone.
“Yes I’m absolutely positive. And he remembers what I do from the coma. Along with his little sister.” Her face fell but she quickly smiled again, hiding whatever she thought about the situation. “And were hoping to meet up soon!”
Her reply was quick. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, you can’t just go meet a stranger!”
“He’s not a stranger! He’s my best friend! And you can’t stop me from going to meet him.” I know that sounded rude but I wasn’t going to let her tell me that I can’t see my friend. She may not know it, but I was used to doing what I wanted. I couldn’t just go straight into listening to people telling me what to do.
My father decided it was time to step into the conversation, not even looking up from his phone. “Don’t talk to your mother that way. You are to listen to what we tell you.”
They were starting to get on my nerves even more than they already were. I’m starting to not like them caring. All I’ve gotten out of them caring is being told what I’m not allowed to do. I can take care of myself perfectly fine, thank you very much.
“Can you just leave please?” I tried to sound less rude. I don’t think I succeed. “I would like to call my Friend back.” I said putting emphasis on the word friend.
“You just woke up today and you expect us to leave you alone?” My mom asked sounding a little hurt, but because I had known her all my life and I was used to her not caring I could see that she was lying. She wanted to leave just as much as I wanted her to.
I didn’t understand why she was acting so caring. I didn’t believe it.
“You left to go eat and didn’t even bother to bring me anything back!” I yelled a little too loud considering we were in a hospital.
She was speechless after that.
“I thought so. Now could you leave me alone?”
“I can’t deal with you today.” Mom said while getting up and walking out the door.
My dad, who was still standing by the door, looked up from his phone towards me, shook his head and then followed his wife.
The door was slammed shut behind them, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I was finally alone again.
They had pissed me off. They were telling me I couldn’t see Luke. How could they do that? I also still didn’t understand why my mom was pretending to care.
I didn’t dwell on these thoughts.
I grabbed the hospital phone beside my bed and hit the redial button, to call Luke back.
It only rang once before he picked up.
“Hey Puck!”
“What’s up?”
“I’m actually at my house! I got released earlier.” I could hear the smile and excitement in his voice.
“Really? That’s great, man!”
“Yeah, I’m just laying in bed now.”
“Nice, I bet that feels nice.” I was laughing now.
“It does.” He said also laughing. “I asked my parents about coming up to meet you soon, they said they would bring me and Alice to come see you!” He sounded like he was going to squeal like Kenza does. “Alice is really excited, and so am I.”
“Dude that’s awesome! I can’t wait! But there’s a slight issue with that…..”
“What would that be?”
“Well you know how my parents actually care and all that now?” I asked.
“Yeah….What about that?”
“Well they think I shouldn’t go meet a ‘Stranger’, I said that you weren’t a stranger and they told I was not allowed to go meet you. But you know me, there’s no way I’m listening to them.”
“Why would they say that? Did you tell them we talked on the phone?”
“Yeah, they said ‘are you positive it’s him?’ I really think they are dumb. Oh and get this, my mom is pretending to car. I don’t know why but I can see through her stupid act. And my dad barley even talked to me. He was just playing on his phone the whole time.”
“Wait, when did you see them last?” Confusion was laced in his voice.
“Right before I called you. When I came back to my room I was about to call you but then they showed up. I made them leave so I could call.”
“You shouldn’t have made them leave to call me. I’m not that important.” Luke always the caring one, thinking of others first.
“Trust me, you’re way more important than parents who pretend to care. And plus they were getting on my nerves. I didn’t want to deal with them anymore.”
We talked for a while after that about random things and what we missed while being in the coma. I found out that he didn’t live to far from here. We also planned that he would come up here once I got released which wouldn’t be too much longer.
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