Ablaze

All of a sudden, a noise becomes discernible, something in the background of the beeps. Someone’s crying. I try to locate the person.

I want to move my head to the left, I will my muscles to move, but they don’t. The frustration is unbearable. Move, god damn it! A moan escapes my lips. The sobs cease and a face looms above me.

“You’re…You’re awake. Thank God! Thank God! Nurse! She’s awake. Hurry, please!” my mother begs as tears fall from her eyes on my face. They sting as if they’re acid.

Her hands hover above my face, but they don’t touch me, even though their heat is enough to make me wince.

My throat is hoarse and dry. My lips form the words but no sound manages to escape. Her brows furrow as I plead with my eyes. Water…water.

“Honey, what do you need? Are you in pain? Oh, bloody hell, where is that bloody nurse?” she snaps and leans away from me.

I’ve never heard my mum use such harsh language. Something must be very wrong, very wrong indeed.

She leans towards me yet again.

“We thought we’d lost you, love,” she whispers. “But you came back. I knew you would, I knew you would…” she says lovingly and I wish she would just hug me but firm, big hands pull her away and a swarm of nurses flocks around me, pushing buttons and flashing lights in my eyes.

I came back, I did, but from where, I think as the darkness swallows me.

“She’s alright now,” a dim voice says. “But the worst is yet to come…”

This is just a tidbit of a novel I'm working on, my second one. It's only beginning, this one, but I have a good feeling about it. Even though I myself am not so sure about the plot, just the main idea. I'll be posting other snippets from it as I write it, but this may go from slow to slower as I also have a big exam in my near future which actually needs my attention more than this novel.

And this, this is the song that inspired the beginning of this novel. Permission by Sixx: A.M.