sorts of story’s to try to lift my mood, they were about some of the patients who came here, some were funny some were kinda’ gross. There was one about a man came in claiming that he fell onto a carrot and, well you get the picture. (Yuck). Bella had a laugh that could lift anyone from the darkest of moods. “ Here we go.” She said pressing the brakes. My body was still weak, but I pushed myself up from the wheelchair. Bella stood next to me for support. I shuffled towards the bed and pulled the sheets right up to my chin. “ Looks like you’ll be leaving me soon.” She said. “ Yeah looks like it, I just want to go home, back to my bed.” I replied. “ Yep, there’s nothing like your own bed.” Bella chuckled. I loved it when she laughed and found myself smiling. My happy smile faded within seconds. I felt the guilt rise in my stomach like bile. I had no right to smile. “ Hey.” She said. “Where’s that smile gone?” “ Sorry it’s just that I shouldn’t feel happy right now.” I sadly said. “ Come on now Ellie, what happened was an accident. And if your aunt was alive she wouldn’t want you feeling like this would she?” The African woman said. “ No she wouldn’t.” I muttered. “ Anyway the doctor will be round any minute to see you.” Bella said. “ You mean the one with the bluest eyes.” I asked. My face felt flushed just thinking about him. Both of her eyebrows shot up. “Ah so you noticed have you?” She laughed. “Yes he sure does get a lot of attention around here. Maybe that’s to your taste, but not for me sweetie. I like em’ rugged.” She left the room with a laugh that bellowed down the hall. Lovely woman I thought. At that moment Dad entered the room. He had a sliver of a smile on his lips; I bet that he’d just met Bella. “ She’s quite the character isn’t she?” He said pointing. “ Yeah, she is. I like her.” I said, as my Dad sat down. “ How you feeling?” he asked. “ I’m okay, just tired and weak that’s all. I just want my own bed and fluffy pillows.” “ Soon, just need to wait a little longer that’s all.” He kissed me gently onto my forehead. Just then the doctor came into the room holding a file along with those deep blue sea eyes of his. He came in with a cute smile on his lips. (Good news I hope) “ Ellie.” He said with a voice with such authority. “I’ve got good news, there’s no major damage done to the brain.” I breathed a sigh of relief. “So when can I go home.” I asked quickly. “ Not long just need your Father here to sign a few things and that’s it.” The doctor said. “ Can he do it now then? I really want to go home.” I pleaded. “ If you just follow me we can get them done quickly.” He told him. He got up and followed the doctor out of the room. While no one was around, I decided to get dressed. I wanted to get out of the horrible hospital gown I was wearing. It opened in the back showing my knickers. I opened one of the bags that Dad brought me. Inside were clean set of clothes that I could changed into. I quickly changed into a loose fitting top and a pair of jeans that had a rip on one side of the leg (I didn’t want to throw them away), I buttoned up my jeans with ease and placed on my raggedy shoes. “ Really need to buy new ones.” I said to an empty room. I looked up from my battered, so called shoes and saw my Dad enter. “Looks like we can go home.” He said. I gave a slight smile to hear good news. I was about to sit myself down into the chair but I decided to walk instead, give my poor injured muscles a little stretch. Dad was first to leave. I took a few slow steps towards the door, but I turned back to see my broken down room. That was no earthquake. Did I do that?
Chapter Seven
I slowly shuffled down the hospital hall clinging onto my Dad’s arm. Behind the nurse’s station, Dr. Moss and Bella were talking amongst themselves. I gave a weak wave