A Strange Reader

Chapter - 7

What? Oh no! Dammit!
I called mom and her phone was switched off.
Dad wasn't answering.

I was tensed like hell and didn't know what to do.
An idea struck my mind.

"How're your parents and what about your brother?" I asked Estelle, as I knew whatever she tells me, would've been happening with my family too.

I was craving to see some reply from her, but she didn't turn up.

I called my uncle and informed him that mom and dad weren't answering calls.
Just then, I got a call wait from an unknown number and  put uncle on hold.

"Can I know whom am I speaking to? It's actually that there were repeated calls from this number on Mr. Harley's phone", a man asked.

"Yeah. Actually, I'm his daughter, Bella Roberts.
Can you please tell me why my dad isn't answering my calls?" I asked with tense.

"Your family met with an accident, dear.
You need to come to The Great Armond Street Hospital, as your parents are in the emergency ward, while your brother is out of danger."

I reached the hospital, along with my uncle.
Since mom and dad were in the emergency unit, I wasn't allowed to see them.
Tim was safe, he had a few minor fractures though.

After sometime, the doctor came out and told us that mom could recover, while dad still needed to be kept under observation.
However, we were still not allowed to see them.

By the evening, both mom and dad were observed to be recovering and responding well to the treatment.
I was permitted to visit my parents for just five minutes.

"Dad! Mom!" tears were rolling down, looking at them in such a bad condition.
Dad was bandaged almost everywhere and mom had injuries even on her face.

Dad opened his eyes and gestured me to come close.

I wanted to hug him tight, but was scared that it could cause him pain.
I gently held dad's hand and asked, "Dad, how're you feeling now?"

He just nodded.

The nurse there, told me that dad was not supposed to speak for quite a few days, as his head was operated and it could cause vibrations if he'd talk.

I felt bad for him and went to see mom, since I was only given five minutes.

"How're you, mom?" I asked.

She smiled and told, "I'm fine, honey. How's Tim?"

I didn't want her to worry in this situation and so told, "Yeah, he's good."

"Thank god that you hadn't come with us, or you'd be suffering too.
Is Tim injured? Conscious? Talking?" She asked again.

"Oh mom! He's fine and is talking, a few minor injuries. Nothing to worry.
Please take care of dad and yourself. I'll see you later ", I told and waved to dad.

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