Chapter 12
The faint buzzing of fluorescent lights above me roused me. A faint antiseptic scent and something else blended with the hospital’s sterile odor that
permeated the air.
Something that smelt like fear. My head was still pounding from the pain from the day before so I shifted and winced a little.
The sterile hospital gown was still sticking to my body when I sat up and saw the light coming in through the window creating long shadows all over the
room. It was dawn.
The weight of reality also had to bear. I couldn’t stay in the hospital but I didn’t know where I was going or where I belonged. I struggled to swing my legs
over the side of the bed and stood up, my knees quivering a little under me.
The nurses had removed the bandage from my side while I slept but the pain persisted–sharp and persistent like a continual reminder of whatever had
happened to me.
I cautiously touched it but I couldn’t afford to worry about that right now. I had to go. Except for my suitcase which was still at the foot of the bed, the
room was now empty.
After the chaos and mist that engulfed me I hadn’t opened it yet or ventured to look inside. But now that I was surrounded by hospital walls I knew I had to leave. I had to get up and go.
I picked up the suitcase with shaky hands and headed for the restroom. And when I looked in the mirror afterwards, I saw a strange sight, a lady with the dark curls cascading in waves around my shoulders, my hair was a tangled mess.
My eyes were too wide and confused as if I were looking for something that wasn’t there and my skin was pale. I had to make it through. I had to learn the
truth.
Was it possible that I could discover my identity?
Being careful not to damage the contents, I opened my suitcase.
The clothes were not casual but I found something simple to wear but still, it felt like it belonged to someone who wasn’t me.
To feel less uncomfortable as I settled for simple clothes, a simple jeans and a shirt. Anything that would allow me to fit in. I became aware of my increased weakness as I changed.
I had to disregard the fact that my body was weak and that my side wound was still sore. I had to keep moving forward. I couldn’t remain here indefinitely but the hospital had been gracious enough to give me medicine enough to lessen the pain and let me get dressed.
By the time I came out of the restroom, I was already mentally getting ready for whatever was coming. I hoped the money Alex had given the doctor to give me would be sufficient to get me a ride but I had no plans or destination.
Perhaps a cab and a snack.
Far enough for me to breathe. I needed a place to think free from the restrictions of the hospital room. I went to the door after grabbing my suitcase.
At this point the nurses who had arrived earlier to clean were gone. It seemed like everyone in the hospital knew I was going to leave because it was quieter than before. Nobody made an effort to stop me. They all seemed to have been anticipating it.
With my footsteps resonating softly against the tiles I entered the hallway. Everything about this place seemed fleeting as if I didn’t belong here.
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I passed quiet doors, empty rooms and a life that wasn’t mine. As I got closer to the exit I could hear the hospitals quiet hom getting louder. I need to leave I wanted to get away from everything here including the questions and the confusion.
The cold air hit me as I pushed open the door. The city stood in front of me, a hive of activities, there were so many people and taxis were staring their horns in a battle for space as the roads were packed with vehicles.
It was too loud
There was too much noise. I stopped on the curb and stared at the crowded street. I just stood there for a while listening to the world around me and
watching the cars pass. I had no idea on what to do.
I felt as though I was lost in a maze of streets. I held the suitcase tightly and drew in a deep breath.
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