On my way to the hospital I call Cameron from Alex's phone, since I still didn't know what happened to mine; I told him to meet me at the hospital, and hung up after that, and his incessant question asking was too much. All his questions would be answered later, much sooner than I wanted them to, though. I was glad the ambulance was right around the corner from my house when I called. I feel like I knew this was going to happen though, because as they were loading her on the stretcher I heard them say it was a good thing they got that prank call a few minutes earlier otherwise they wouldn't have been here so soon.
I know I must have had something to do with that, I must have known this was going to happen, why else would they be so close. I don't know how I did it but I must have called them, "Excuse me! May I ask who called earlier?"
"It sounded like a child," the man responded. I turned around to see my sister with her phone in her hands. Did I compel her to call? Shit! What was wrong with me?! MY abilities were becoming even more out of control and I didn't even know when I was using them.
How did everything seem to wrong in a matter of hours? I arrive at the hospital and easily find a place to park. Once I parked I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. They came rushing out of me like water breaking free from a dam. While crying, I realized I hadn't had a good cry in a while, not since everything started getting so complicated. I felt out of control, I no longer could control my abilities and my secret was unraveling quickly, that needed to change very soon. I stopped crying and got out of my car in a frazzled manner. I turned to walk to the entrance of the hospital doors, a man I'm assuming was walking towards me, he had on a black hoodie with the hood up and black sweatpants. There was also something shiny and black in his hand. "Are you kidding me?" I thought, "Now?" then the man stopped dead in his tracks, turned around and walked away rather quickly. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned ready to defend myself.
"Hey," it was Cameron, "are you okay?" He hugged me tightly and tried to comfort me. "It'll be okay," he whispered, "She'll be okay, whatever is wrong she'll get through it." He sounded so sure about it, I started to cry again. Then a thought occurred to me, "why did that guy walk away like he was scared when he saw Cameron walking towards me? Is Cameron not who I thought- who I think he is?" I pulled away from his hug, he looked at me, his gaze filled with confusion as to why I pulled away so abruptly. I shook my head telling him to drop it for now.
"We should go in," I motioned with my head.
He looked at me and nodded an okay.
We walked towards the glass sliding doors of the hospital, I could have sworn the guy that was walking towards me earlier was following me, but I didn't want to bring attention to the fact that I knew so I played it cool and had my mind set on my best friend. Cameron and I walked into the hospital, it was packed, I've never seen so many people in here out of all the times I've volunteered, it's never been so packed. I looked over to the check-in desk and the line was long, I walked up behind the counter and no one gave me a second look since I'm here all the time. I typed in Alex's name, it was the first on the list of patients. It read; Alex Ramirez Rm#224 brought in twenty minutes ago, may be head trauma related. I walked away with the information I needed and Cameron followed. We reached room 224 quite easily, I stood at the door unsure of what to do, I looked at Cameron with uncertainty. Should I still trust him? Of course I should! I don't see why not I don't even know why I'm questioning his motives, should I let him follow me in to see Alex? 'Ugh.' He obviously knew what I was thinking by the look on my face because he assured me he'd be waiting right by the door. I saw so much love in his eyes, what's wrong with me, maybe I'm just a little paranoid.
I walked into room 224, Alex looked so vulnerable, I hated it. Did I really do this to her? How could I do this to my best friend, my sister? I checked her chart, it said she was in a coma like state and testing would be done first thing in the morning to see if there is any damage to the brain. I guess that could be a good thing, but how could I have done this? That was the only thought in my head for the time being. I need to fix this somehow, I need to contact my grandma. That's a difficult thing to do sometimes though, especially since she's dead. But her ghost or more like her spirit is still here, she's a crossed over ghost, which means she has a limited amount of time here on the earth realm and she's used most of it up to help me out.
"Grandma," I whispered, "please, help me out, I really need your help."
Nothing, just a stupid gust of wind, that's her telling me I can fix this all on my own without her.
'Knock, knock' Cameron opened the door. "Can I come in? Everything okay?"
"Yeah," I sigh," Do you plan on going to school tomorrow?"
"Not sure, it's all up to you," he said in such a caring voice I started to beat myself up about accusing him of anything bad, again.
I looked at him, I was ready to break, to cry, and not stop until I cried my eyes dry. He rushed over to me and took me in his arms. I could feel the loving radiating off of him. Why was something off then? Why was I still questioning him? I finally started to cry, again. This has been such an eventful horrendous month, I don't know how much more I can take. First things first, I had to stop question Cameron and tell him the truth, tonight.
"I'll stay with you," he said, I won't- I can't leave you when you're like this."
"Okay, I have to tell you something then."