Hurt
#2 of Razor Fang
Part 1: Hurt
Class is about to end, and I don't exactly want it to end ... not now at least. I have this bad feeling again that something is going to happen again on my way home. And I'll just have to be there again when it happens.
The bell sounds and everyone's picking up their belongings and tossing them into their backpack while right now, I'm the one taking it slow. Taking my time to pick up and carefully putting it in my bag. I looked outside and saw the rain. "Great, I'll be wet again when I get home", I said. A sole girl standing still outside of the classroom heard me say that. "Hey Razor, want to come with me, I'm sure my mom wouldn't care to drive us both home", she said.
"Really? That sounds great, but are you sure about that?"
"Yes, now come on, here come under my umbrella so you won't get wet." she said to me.
Wow I sure was surprised, that, of all people, it was Sarah that offered me to take me home. Sarah was one of the popular girls in school, she had blond hair, blue eyes and almost always wore a pink skirt and a pink top. She never even bothered to talk to me in the first place so today was special. I just hoped it was special in a good way. I still remember 4 years ago:
_ Flashback _
"What happened" a man stood there asking me.
"I ... I don't know" I stuttered hoping he would leave me alone and not blame me.
"You mean you didn't see anything?" he asked again.
"No I didn't, I just have to pass through there to go home and the ambulance were already here"
I said in my defense. I just stood there, watching how the people in the car crash were getting picked up and loaded in the ambulance. I felt powerless at how life was, I never wanted to get hurt in an accident like that. As I was turning around to go home again, I felt this bad feeling again. I knew something was going to happen yet again. And I was right, the ambulance those people were loaded in collapsed and crashed against a tree, making huge waves of fire as the car exploded. I wished I never knew these things, but no matter how much I beg, cry, or even bother praying, I'll never get rid of these feelings.
_ Back to reality _
I'm with Sarah in the car now, she's talking about how her parents became rich and how they have bought her all kinds of nice jewelry and clothing. I thought about the last thing she said: the clothing. "clothing you barely wear." I laughed. She sat there, then giggled
"yea you're right I indeed barely wear them, but doesn't mean I can't have them." she said.
The car finally stopped in front of my house, as I thanked them for the ride I felt that bad feeling again. I knew something either had happened or is still about to happen. I didn't want to sound like a complete fool so I just kept my mouth shut. I waved goodbye and entered my house, only to find it empty again. "sigh, why am I always left home alone when I come from school, they should know I'm home by 4:30 pm." I sighed.
"oh well, no one to prevent me from not doing my homework yet again." I said, knowing I would get in trouble tomorrow. I looked at the clock getting pretty worried as time had already gone past 8:30 pm. "I hope nothing happened." I said worryingly.
I kept waiting 'till my parents got home, but somehow ... I knew that this morning ... was the last time I would have seen them. "They're not coming back." I thought, getting pretty sad. I checked the clock again, "9:15 'o clock, that's pretty darn late, I still haven't eaten."
I was patient waiting, I got bored fast but I can easily be patient if waiting on something or someone. The phone rang, so I picked up "House Fang, Razor speaking."
The other end of the phone a man said "ah mister Fang, I'd like you to come to the hospital please, there's something ... we need to talk about." he said in a sad voice. I knew it was about my parents,
so I said "ok" and left immediately to the hospital. Arriving there, I was met with the doctor that had phoned me.
He immediately told me why he had called, "I have some bad news for you."
Pretending like I was wondering what I asked "What is it?"
"It's about your parents." he said sounding really sad.
"They died, didn't they?" I asked looking down. Replying that question which I actually thought he would say yes he actually said no.
"However, it wouldn't take long for them to die if their condition didn't get better" he told me.
"So this might be the last time I'd see them then? I asked, he answered with yes. "Where are they? I want to see them." I demanded. He led the way and I just followed coming to a door tightly shut.
"I'm sorry but I can't let you inside, the doctors are still trying to get them out of coma." he explained to me, not willing to listen I just stood there, knowing that if I did enter I would be in the way and my parents could die even faster.
"How long do have they to live if they never get out of coma?" I asked looking down sobbing.
"approximately a week or 2. maybe 3 if they're strong" he replied.
My world pretty much came crashing down as I saw the doctors running around in panic, I knew something had happened. And as I was thinking that, this strange bad feeling came to me again. I knew it, they would die today, leaving me all alone. Tears were flowing from my cheeks letting the doctor know that I wanted to get out. I had no intention of seeing my own parents die. He put his arm around me and led me outside of the building "are you alright?" he asked worried.
"I'll ... be fine" I said, leaving the hospital, stepping through the rain to get home again.
Next morning
I had just gotten up and was ready to go and take my shower when someone knocked on the door.
Knowing I couldn't exactly open the door in my boxers, I yelled "Just a minute!" while trying to find my pants. When I found them I hurried to the front door and opened it to find that same doctor of yesterday night. "What can I do for you?" I asked
"I'm terribly sorry to let you know this but, your parents died last night, right after you left." he said.
I was hoping that this feeling would've been wrong this time ... it wasn't. And now, I'm all alone.
"No ... not them ... I ... I ... I don't have anyone anymore!" I cried.
"I'm terribly sorry" he said, leaving me alone. I knew that I'd never be able to pay for the house, electricity and water, let alone the food, I had to find a new place to live ... somehow.