October 12

Entry number 10

Came home from the hospital this morning. Discharged at 10:32 am to be exact. With my scrubs, tennis shoes, a pair of jeans, an old tshirt and flip-flops I was released out into the world. Kristy was there to pick me up. She was the one I trusted with my discharge instructions. She was leaning against my car, finishing her cigarette as I walked out into the unseasonally warm October morning. I couldn't see her eyes through her dark glasses, but I knew her well enough to know that when she smoked she was usually hungover, so I couldn't help but laugh.

 

"Get in too deep last night?" I asked her with a laugh as she smiled sweetly and flipped me the bird. I cringed in mock fear as I tossed her my car keys which she caught in midair.

 

"Un-oh kitty cat has claws." I said as she put out her cigarette with another laugh as we got into the car and began to drive home. As we pulled to a stoplight, she turned and looked at me. I could tell there was something bothering her, I was able to read the tightness in her throat. She usually did this when she was nervous about something. I waited patiently for her to speak. She swallowed and smiled. The tightness that was just there had disappeared.

 

"No offense, your hospital food sucks. Wanna get something to eat? I know I could use a good cup of coffee." She said and before I could even answer she made a sharp right turn and pulled into the parkling lot of IHOP, opened the door and began to spew into the parking lot. I sat there leaning against the seat as I turned my head to watch her. After a second I began to pat her on the back and encourage her.

 

"Good girl, let it all out. You should know better then to drink tequilla and beer." I said as she continued to empty her stomach. Now, the smell didn't bother me as much as just hearing the sound. God, do I remember the sound all too well. After she had finished she sat back, wiped her mouth with a dirty napkin that was in my cup holder, and took several deep breathes. I looked over at her and shook my head.

 

"Let's get you something bread-like into your system and a good cup of coffee." I said as I got out, walked over to her side of the car and helped her out. I made sure to avoid the puddle that was in front of the door as we walked into the restaurant with me still holding her hand. We picked out the darkest booth in the restaurant. We had barely sat down when our waiter walked quickly over to us, set down a pitcher of coffee, and walked away. Once we were situated ant the coffee had been poured Kristy finally pulled off her huge bug-like pink rimmed sunglasses and I winced when I saw the dark circles and broken blood vessels in her eyes. I had no idea what she was into, but I had a feeling that it wasn't good.

 

"Kris, you look horrible." I said as the waiter came back again, this time with a pitcher of water and menus. As soon as I blinked my eyes he was gone again. I couldn't help but wonder why he was acting like this. I mean, they weren't even busy which was I admit is quite unusual for a Sunday. Kristy shook her head as she laid her head on the table. I sipped on some water and continued to browse the menu as I waited for her to say something. Finally she slowly lifted her head up and leaned in against the booth.

 

"I don't know what happened. I was at Mugseys all ready to call it a night. I was walking to my car and there was this limo parked right beside it. The window came down just a bit and all I saw were these eyes. I felt drawn to them and the next thing I remembered I was sleeping in the backseat of my car." Kristy explained as she finally took a sip of her coffee and picked up the menu. I remembered to store this information in my brain as our waiter came back to see if we were ready to make our selections. I politely shook my head no and yet again he darted off. At this point I was starting to get really annoyed by this behavior and just as I was going to remark to Kristy, she took my hand.

 

"But, how are you? I mean, Dr. Montgomery wouldn't even explain to me what had happened. Most likely because I'm not family." She explained as the restaurant started to fill up. As we had people walk past us, they were beginning to give us odd stares, except for this one guy who flashed us two thumbs up. I rolled my eyes and turned back to her.

 

"I'm underweight. add exhaustion and dehydration you get blacking out." I said with a laugh as our waiter finally came to a stop at our table and took our order. Before he could run off this time, I stopped him.

 

"Look, I don't know what your problem is, but you have been running from us the moment we got in here. Did we do something to offend you?" I asked as he started to blush and look extremely uncomfortable. His eyes, which were a shiny brown were filled with tension. He let out a breath and ran his hand through his blonde hair.  After a few tense moments he answered.

 

"I'm trying not to be rude, but I get very uncomfortable around, well." He trailed off as he pointed to our hands. Kristy and I looked down and began laughing as we un-hooked them.

 

"Oh sweetie, it's nothing like that! She's my sister!" Kristy explained as he joined us in for a small laugh, but he looked much more comfortable after that. Once he left, we turned back to our own matters at hand.

 

"That was very interesting. But, I have you listed as my emergency contact so I don't understand why he wouldn't have told you. I mean, it's not like my mom wasn't..going...to..know.." I let my last few words trail off as I saw Jonathan walk in. I didn't say anything for fear he wouldn't be alone. As usual, when I'm right I'm right. His wife walked in a minute after him and she was carrying the baby carrier. I felt my heart sink slowly as they approached us. For a tiny moment I hoped that he would be the one to make the first move and say "Hi" to us. It didn't happen. So against my better judgement, I tried to say hello, but all it did was come out like a sick frog croaking his last croak.

 

"Hi Professor Crane." He stopped dead in his tracks and saw the two of us and plastered on that fake smile that I have seen him use enough to know what it meant. In his eyes I saw concern. Maybe he knew what had happened to me, or maybe it was because he felt guilty.

 

"Hi girls, how are you?" He asked as Mara, his wife, joined his side very shyly and looked at us. As much as I wanted to hate her, I just couldn't find it inside of my heart.

 

"OH yes, this is Mara my wife. Sweetie, these are two of my students. Kristy Conner and Harleen Quinzel." She smiled as she held out her hand and we shook. The whole time my heart sank deeper and as it sank pieces of it were breaking away.

 

"Miss Quinzel, I heard alot about you. You're one of the brightest." She said as I let out a small polite laugh and they walked off. I began to feel myself sliding the whole way down the booth. I must have been wishing that I would dissappear. After a few moments I excused myself to the bathroom, telling Kristy that I was going to be sick. I walked as quickly as I could towards the bathroom. As soon as I got there I began to cry. For the first time in a long time I felt like a fool, a complete fool. I know he was married and I know he wouldn't leave her for me. Why was I so stupid? After a few moments of quietly sobbing I returned to Kristy and saw that our food had arrived. Our eyes met as we ate silently. An hour of uncomfortable silence later, Kristy had gotten up and went to go pay for our check. I was turning on my cell phone to check my messages when I heard soft footsteps approach me. I look up and saw Mara Crane. I let out the shyest smile I could as I looked at her.

 

"She's so sweet and pretty. I wonder if she knows who he really is." I thought to myself as she had a seat across from me. At first, we didn't say anything as she just sat and looked at me. After a few tense moments she reached and held my hand for a moment.

 

"Jonathan told me everything that has happened. About how you took care of him while I was gone. How you helped with cooking, cleaning, and laundry. You are much too sweet. I was wondering if maybe you'd consider staying with us." Mara asked me as I felt my mouth drop. She smiled as she patted my hand and stood up.

 

"Just think it over dear and let my husband know." She said with a warmer smile and left me sitting there with only one thought: What The Bleep?!

Reviews

[Sarah McConnaughey]

Your story is going great. I'm going to read on to find out what happens. :)

[Big_Mac]

You really got a great mind. Must know more that happens!!!