I Believe

The Awakening

I couldn't remember an ambulance coming, or even being taken to the hospital room. All that I knew was that when I woke up, I was not in the middle of the road, about to die. 

Instead, I had woken up to a light blue room that smelled slightly like lavender. I looked around me, now panicking. Where was I? How did I get there? What happened to me?

"Miss Barrett?" A loud call came out of nowhere.

"Agh!" I turned away from the windows beside me to see a lady that I assumed was my doctor.

"My apologies. I know you must be sensitive right now, given your state of condition. My name is Kyleigh. I'm your primary doctor for the time being, and I just came to check on you. How are you feeling?" The doctor smiled sympathetically.

Like crap. 

"I'm feeling okay for right now." I lied, sighing.

The doctor cocked her head. "You don't have to do that with me, Evie. I know you're in pain right now, but you really need to tell me what exactly is hurting, so that I can know what medications to give you to help. That's my job, sweetie."

"Fine. You really want to help? Then, go get my dad. I want to see him." I snapped.

"Evie-" Doctor Kyleigh began, but I cut her off.

"Please get him." I begged.

"Okay, I will. But, then, you have to tell me what you're feeling right now. Got it?" She raised an eyebrow.

I nodded my head, and she quickly left the room. 

After just a moment alone, I felt the pain. I looked down to see my right leg and my left arm both in casts, and an entire bandage wrapped around my waist and upward. Man, was the accident really this bad? I remembered being hit by a truck that came out of nowhere.

I suddenly laughed loudly. The irony of the accident was too humorous to hold back even a smile. I got ran over by a truck because I chose to go down the exact path the driver was on. And that was because I was about to get run over by a semi. 

I snickered as I imagined what my dad's face was probably like as he heard what really happened.

At that moment, Doctor Kyleigh came in with Dad behind her, and he gasped.

He hugged me too tightly, and I screamed. 

"Oh, sir, please don't hug her tightly. The entire upper half-"

"I know. I'm sorry, Ev." He sniffed, wiping his nose.

"Oh, dad, it's not that big of a deal. It's just a little sore."

"A little? Evie, don't even start lying about the pain you're feeling. It will only make things worse. Isn't that what I always tell you about lying?" Dad sighed.

"Yes." I agreed. "Alright, fine. My entire body feels like I've been burned, shot, stabbed, and beaten repeatedly. But, what medications are you going to give me for that, Doc?"

"Evie!" Dad boomed. "Apologize to her."

"Why? She knows that she can't prescribe any type of meds to me, because there is not a pill in the world that could take away the pain I am feeling!"

"It doesn't matter, Evelyn! You know better than to act this way! i thought I raised you better than this!"

I huffed. He had raised me better than  this. I shouldn't have gone off on Doctor Kyleigh like I had. 

I calmed myself down after a moment, and relaxed.

"I'm truly sorry for the words I just said, Doctor Kyleigh. None of them were true. I'm just hurting right now, and it came out. I have no excuse, and I hope you can forgive me." I sighed, looking back up at her.

She smiled, "Honey, your outburst was far less aggressive than some of the other kids I've had your age." 

"Really?" Dad looked surprised.

"Oh, absolutely! One of them even threw my chair at me for asking him what his symptoms were. It turned out he had ADHD. Of course, after I prescribed his meds to him later that day, he had started taking them. A few weeks of him taking the meds, and he came straight back to my office to apologize for what he had done." Doctor Kyleigh pulled out the Sphygmomanometer and wrapped it around my arm.

"Wow, that's crazy. Did you ever forgive him?" I asked as she squeezed the bulb of the sphygmomanometer.

"Of course I did! I forgave him right after his apology." She chuckled as she remembered what happened.

I didn't know why I was so shocked at this. I would have done the exact same thing. But, somehow, Doctor Kyleigh forgiving someone so easily made me doing it seem like nothing.

"That's really something. Evie does the same thing." Dad spoke, grinning eye-to-eye at me before continuing, "Someone could kill her, and she would still have the kindness and compassion to forgive them in Heaven."

I smiled at him. "I'm not sure if I would get to forgive them in Heaven if they killed someone, Dad." 

"Yeah, yeah. Still, forgiving comes easy for people like you and Doctor Kyleigh." He held my hand and sighed.

"Sometimes it can be a bad thing, you know." Doctor Kyleigh voiced.

"How so?" I asked.

"What if you forgave too easily? You could forgive a criminal so many times before he realizes that he can do whatever he wants with you because he knows you will forgive him. What do you do when he shoots you because you forgave him for the last time?"

"That's a good point, but I always think of forgiveness as something not many people have. And for some, they might have it, but they don't use it." I replied as Kyleigh pulled out her stethoscope and pressed it's diaphragm to my back.

"People like you, Evie, I don't see very often. You're a lucky one." Kyleigh laughed.

Once she had given me a numbing shot, I remember only Dad kissing my forehead and leaving before I fell into a deep sleep.

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Author's Note: How does everyone like the story so far? Does anything need improvement? Also, I haven't gotten any comments, yet! It would be greatly appreciated if you guys would tell me if I need improving on my writing!

I will ask fun questions on one of my upcoming parts to anyone who comments!

For something to comment, I will start off with this question:

What Is Your Dream Career?

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