Another Life - JenniferNewman (best books to read in your 20s .txt) 📗

Stacy had come through.

Webcam get on it now. I need to show you something! x

I felt Parker’s arms go round me before I felt my feet left off of the ground.
“Ahh Parker what the hell?” I laughed as he swung me round.
“Making you take it back. Show off me?” I laughed again and quickly squealed,
“Okay okay I take it back I take it back” he put me down on the ground and but didn’t take his arms away from my waist but instead rested his head innocently on my shoulder looking sideways at me as I attempted to elbow him which he dogged.
“Quit it with the innocent eyes.” I told him moving away and putting my phone in my pocket. As he took his hands away from my waist and followed me upstairs to the work room and the computer. The computer in my room was really slow whenever you put it on webcam so I tended to use the one in here.
It only accrued to me just before I turned on the webcam and Stacy’s face popped up that Parker was behind me looking pretty please with himself. Argh!
“Okay.... Wowkay! Boyfriend alert. Thanks for the warning R!” I laughed as Parker sat down in the chair next to me and started playing with a pen. Of course the space he picks to sit is still in view of the cam as Stacy can still see he concentrated face. Well okay act normal will you......
I shook my head and turned back to the computer screen where Stacy to was looking at Parker then ‘stage whispered’
“Is he okay?” which of course he looked up to and smile. I kicked him under the table but he just turned to me and laughed picking up my hand and replacing it for the pen. Smiling to himself about who knows what.
I pushed my hair out of my eye again with my other hand and asked,
“You said you wanted to show me something?” before she could notice anything else about Parker that made her think that he was crazy. I mean I was the crazy one here.
“OH yeah of course! God you got me forgetful with all this about your new boyfriend I mean I really didn’t like Brendon he was a right jerk. No wait he still is a right jerk trying to get you back and all. OH sorry rose! I'm so slow your boyfriend’s sitting right there and here I am talking about your old one. Sorry!” I could have sworn my cheeks had gone a bright red as usual but when I looked up at the screen the picture of me just showed a pale me. Well great now I was going pale. How is that even possible when it so hot outside. The sun was still blearing in on us as we sat here.
I was wearing a blue short sleeved shirt and a denim skirt. I had been wearing a cardi but had taken it off when it became too hot while tidying my messy room. Meanwhile Stacy was still apologizing for blurting out the fact that my Ex was an arrogant ass. I court a look at Parker’s smug faces out of the corner of my eye and smile seeing that her ‘saying’ had done no damage.
“Stacy. It’s okay. Back on target?” I reminded her while smiling to show that really it was okay.
“Yes of course sorry I’m doing it again! I do this all the time sorry. Right target....... umm..... OH yeah! “ she disappeared from the screen and I heard her rummaging around looking for something.
Parker quickly checked that she was not on the screen before pulling my hand up to him lips to kiss it. I smiled a little bit and rolled my eyes as I heard soft swearing from the other end of the speakers.
“S you okay?” I ask looking at the screen as she stumbled back onto the screen with a huge picture in her hands.
“Yeah! Look at this! Io mean look at it! Now tell me you do not think he is beyond gorgeous!” she had enlarged a picture of the boy from the beach. His eight pack was shown pretty clearly in this picture and I simple had no words for it.
But of course Parker had some. Eak!
I heard him laugh under his breath but he didn’t say anything then. Until he leaned forwards to whisper into my ear,
“your friend has some weird taste.” Before leaning back smiling. I looked at him but couldn’t think of anything to say so I turned round to the computer where Stacy was still grinning. Err I could think of anything to say here either..................
Well I'm stuck............
 
Chapter Twelve: Thursday 6:18pm
The phone call came through at 6:18pm exactly. I had been sitting on the settee with Parker watching some crap documentary about how the world would explode in 2020 when the home rang making me dislodge myself from under Parker’s arm and get up to get it.
When I answered the woman on the other end was talking in a very calm soothing voice. Though the news she had to tell me was no where new calm or soothing it was far far from in.
Parker got the next door neighbour to take us to the hospital in his posh leather fitted convertible. He played music the whole way trying to start up convocation but I could not even begin to start t form words together at this point. It was too stupid and crazy to have this idea in my head. I blocked the world out and just stared at the back of the seat in front of me.
There was one loose thread in the man’s perfect car that annoyed me. It was a different colour to the rest and stuck out like a sore thumb. I stared at that same thread the whole car journey waiting for the moment when I would have to get out and leave the comfort of this warm car to one of my greatest fears.
We Parker a little way away from the doors. I could hear Parker talking to the Man in the front seat as I got out and waited for him to as well. There was a rock on the ground that I started kicking back and forth back and forth and back again. The movement its self was awkward and stiff like a robots. For that was what I felt like at that moment. No emotion no feeling no words. Nothing.
Parker finally exited the car door to my right but I didn’t notice straight away my mind was so concentrated on this rock under my foot. I had given up on trying to kick it and simple stood on it waiting for the faint crack as it crushed under my foot. The crash never came. I kicked the stone away. It was useless to me now what was the point in stupid stone anyhow?
I thought I heard Parker calling my name but I ignored it only looking up when he touched my arms gently and drifted forwards towards the hospitals glass doors. The glass in them were speared with finger prints. Thousands of them all from different people people coming here with hope and joy and some with no feeling at all. I concentrated on those people. The lucky ones.
I watched as person after person entered those doors. Injury after injury coming in and going out. There were no familiar faces from times that had past. Not that I could have remembered any of them. I only had one face in my mind and that face was taking up every thought I possessed. Every time I closed my eyes to blink the same face popped up staying with me even when my eyes were open.
I saw nothing of the inside of the hospital only that face. It blocked out any other image I may have seen. Only that face. We had reached the room the face herself occupied. Her head turned away hooked up to so many wires.
Parker had had to leave me to walk the hall alone. I could not feel more alone than I did now. Her frail body curled up on itself as the shakes of her heart beat shook her frame. The loud noise of her rapid breathing as she fault to stay there. And all I could do was sit there and wait.
Just be there. Waiting. In time she would wake up and in time she may not. The emotion had still not returned to my lifeless body as I continued to sit there waiting. Nothing changed. A few nurses came in to check on her breathing how could they not see how much pain she must be in. the face and arms turning black and blue from the impact. Her arm in a sling hanging lifeless at her side. The lines in her forehead were not the only give a ways. The nurses told me that her heart was not as strong as it had been that it could fail any second.
The clock ticked by second after second minute after minutes. No change. I stared at the same spot on the wall for hours. The cream paint was supposed to look comforting. Homely it looked anything but. They had missed one spot. One spot where the green paint was showing threw. The wall did not seem complete without it. I stared and stared as my vision became more and more blurry as I refused to blink unless there was no other choice.
Feeling was starting to come back to me by about hour four. I wish it wouldn’t.
The pain of my heart braking yet again in two years was almost unbearable. Pieces of my heart were flying all around my body jabbing in were ever they could coursing more pain than I already had. Yet another member of my family had almost been taken from me. The pain this thought coursed me made me gasp. Huge welling tears started to spring from my eyes as the situation dawned on me. I could lose her. Really lose her.
I paid no attention to the wall I had been staring at for the whole time I had been sitting in this chair. I took no notice of the welling tears trickling down my face as I looked at my Mother laying there. She looked so cold and hurt on that bed with the hospital gown tiding her bruised and broken body.
I started tucking the sheets around her more tightly in some hope that it would warm her. The sheets were so thin and stiff under my fingers that it was a wonder it even protected her one little bit. She was still curled around herself. Protecting herself from the outside world that would come to harm her. She looked so old laying there on those white sheets stained with her blood. She had been so happy the last time I had seen her this morning. Happy to be getting back to the way we had used to be. The pain started to jab at my heart again coursing me to gasp with the pain.
The pain was a good thing it meant I didn’t have to think didn’t have to consider that fact that my mother’s life might end right here. Right now.
I started to star again. Just stare. Nothing in this room meant anything to me apart from the woman on the bed who’s breathing kept picking up coursing panic to rush threw my vain and then slowing back down. The floors in this room was hard