Fake it till you make it - Lucathy

49 - Awake

  'Ugh my head...' I opened my eyes.

  Strange...

  Instead of my bedroom celling it was white...

  My bedroom celling is white but the light isn't in that spot nor is it the same light that I have in my room.

  I slightly tilted my head to my left..

  I think it was my left...

  I'm not sure anymore...

  The walls were white and a barrier blocked my view.

  'Wait... This is...' I looked at my bed.

  White...

  This isn't my bed...

  This isn't my room...

  'Your in the hospital.' my second voice spoke.

  'Ah... That makes so much more sense.' I slowly using my hands to lift myself up so my elbows were supporting my weight.

  While I was getting into that position I felt my elbow hit something...

  'Huh...?' I looked and saw a little girl.

  Long straight blond hair.

  Pale skin.

  'Who was she again...?' I asked my second voice.

  Whenever I got up from one of my...

  Episodes.

  My brain is always spinning causing me to get confused.

  On top of it spinning my head also feels like someone hit me with a hammer.

  'Strange. It hurts more then normal...'

  'Thats Amaranth.' my second voice replied.

  'Oh yeah!' I smiled.

  It felt good to at least be able to feel some sort of joy...

  I got up so that I was in a sitting pose with my legs slightly bent.

  Amaranth was lying next to me asleep.

  I silently ran my fingers through her hair.

  'Her eyes are puffy... Probably cried herself to sleep...'

  My smile slowly turned from relieved to sad...

  'I've failed myself as a sister...' I sighed.

  Since mama died I've been trying to play a good Sister and maybe mother too...

  But I just failed seeing as Amaranth cried herself to sleep...

  "Sissy..." I heard Amaranth mumble.

  "Shh... Im here now... Just sleep well mara... Sissy is here..." I said.

  I probably only went out for a few hours since now the room looked orange which would mean that it's either sunrise or sunset.

  There was a extended piece at the side of my bed which I assume was my table.

  When I looked to my right.

  And now I'm quite sure it's my right...

  I think...

  There were four windows that went from the celling to the floor with a white frame around it.

  Each of them were covered with blinders that had strings at the side to pull it up or down.