How Things Changed Forever...

Chapter 13 - Limits for Studiousness

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Hilary 's POV

The sun was shining brightly in the cloudless morning sky. A perfect day for a new start. It's been three days since the incident. No one brought up the incident and thus, did not make me feel too delicate or something, for which I am grateful for.

Yesterday, after almost a month, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Ray still made amazing mushroom momos, Max was still obsessed with mustard on noodles and I and Tyson still bickered on the silliest of issues with none another than Kenny as our referee. 

The only person missing in action was Kai and the doctor had told that Kai would surely wake up today. The security at his room was increased and today we are supposed to meet up at the hospital at eleven.

Ray had insisted that I stay with them, and after everything that had happened, I was tempted to say yes. But, even though I acted like everything was alright, I still struggled. And I still needed a lot of time to cope up with it. And I didn't want them to know that because I didn't want them to feel guilty. For their part, they did it very convincingly. Maybe because they wanted to forget that... incident as much as I wanted to. And May be I was fine with it.

Most of my injuries had faded. I had removed all my bandages for the shower. The swelling in my neck had almost disappeared and it was no longer purple. I reapplied a bandage on a deep cut on my neck and on a vertical cut close to my right eye, and wrapped my shoulder tightly after applying an anti-septic to the long cut.

I got dressed in a full sleeved plain red pullover with faded grey jeans. The colour red always brightened my mood and since it was a present from my mother, I thought it was the best dress to wear when I go to visit her too. And, the fact that it was full sleeved was also a contributing factor, as I did not want her to find out about the recent happenings.

The doctors aren't sure about when she will be waking up, but they have assured that her health in fine, and the fact that she had an head injury was the only explanation for the delay. To be frank, it was completely up to her, it seems.

I walk into the kitchen for a light breakfast. After eating a bowl of honey flavored cornflakes and an orange, I lock the house and head to the hospital.

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On reaching the hospital,I realise that there was still some time left for the boys to come. I decided to go to my mom's room. She looked way more healthy than the last time I had seen her.  If not for the bandage around her head, anyone could have assumed that she was just asleep. I pull a chair and sit beside her bed, and wrapped her hand in mine. She was warmer than usual, as though she was near the stove for too long.

Before the ruckus of the last week alone, all I wanted was my mom to wake up. But now, all I want is some time for myself. I start contemplating what story I would tell her when she woke up.

 I wanted the cut on my face to heal so that I wouldn't have to come up with a lame lie to cover it up. I wanted the swelling and the deep cut on my neck to heal soon, so that I wouldn't have to leave my hair down all the time in the middle of summer. I wanted my shoulder to heal so I could get rid of the long sleeves and closed neck.

And most of all, what would I tell her when she asks me about dad ? How will she take the news that father was not even aware of the accident most of the time? Will she be mad, or will she accept that it wasn't really his fault? How could I cover up this story without involving the Blade Breakers?