Saturday, March 10, 2012
After the aftermath of what happened last night, Kristina is in severe shock. Ava and her parents have banned Kristina from going to the hospital, so we're heading over to Kris's apartment to show her some support. Come with a box of tissue, and buckets of Haagen Daz, trust me, she's going to need it!
"I still don't understand why I couldn't just stay at the hospital with Josh," I mutter as Ava plops down on my bed, a brown paper bag in her hands.
She sighs, "Kris, you fell asleep there and /growled/ at me when I tried to wake you up and take you back home," She points this out as she takes out the buckets of Häagen-Dazs. She has all of my favourites too! Vanilla raspberry swirl frozen yogurt, mango and zesty lemon sorbet. She even has all my favourite ice creams- créme brulée, green tea, mint chip, chocolate, white chocolate and raspberry truffles too! I immediately feel as if I could eat ever single on of these.
"Besides," Ava says, taking the top off of the chocolate- my all time favourite- and digging a spoon inside of it, "You need to relax and just… calm down," She says before shoveling some of the ice cream into her mouth.
I nod, shrugging, "I guess you're right," I say, picking up the white chocolate and raspberry truffle ice cream and peeling the top off. I grab a spoon out of the paper bag and dig into the white chocolate ice cream, and let the raspberry goodness melt onto my tongue.
When I woke up this morning, I couldn't feel anything. I was numb, gone, almost. I didn't even want to shower or brush my hair, but after much of Ava's begging/pleading/demanding, I finally just hopped in the shower and let the hot water encircle me and the tears begin to flow. I broke down into girl sized pieces as the water scalded my skin. I just couldn't hold it in. What if Josh wasn't okay? What if he ended up never coming out of the a coma?
"I just don't understand," I say, biting my lip as I swallow the ice cream. I dig a scoop into my mouth, savoring the flavor of the deluxe, creamy ice cream. "Why the f*ck would someone just hit him like that? I mean, just why?"
Ava shrugs, unable to answer, "People do stupid things… Josh was just in the wrong place at the wrong time," She says. She lays a hand on my arm comfortingly, "Just relax, okay? He'll be okay, I promise," She says.
"But… what if he's not?" I whimper as I look at her. She sighs, "He'll be alright, I'm sure of it." She says calmly.
I shrug, not even believing this because I know that she's just saying this as an attempt to make me feel better, but honestly, I know better. I know there's a chance that maybe, just maybe, he'll not come out of this. He'll drift off into a sleep that nobody could wake him from. And that's what scares me the most. If he never wakes up, what's going to happen? To us? To /me/?
Us will be gone, and me? I'll never love someone again. He was my love, my first true love, and nothing could take that from me… or at least that's what I always thought.
"Hey!" Raina says, entering my bedroom. She flashes me a smile, a large paper bag hanging from the crook of her arm. She unloads it to reveal boxes and boxes of tissues, along with a sympathy card. "How're you doing?" She asks me.
I shrug, "Sh*tty," I say honestly with a bit of a laugh. "But what else is new?" I joke.
She smiles gently, patting me on the back and setting the tissues on my bedside table. "I'm sure he'll be fine," She insists, grabbing a bucket of ice cream and digging a spoon into it.
Ava glares at her, but I raise an eyebrow and she shrugs it off, letting it go as she scoops some ice cream out for herself and setting it into her perfect little pink mouth.
"Helloo," A voice wanders into my room, and I know that it's Nina. Ugh, what the f*ck does she want?
She appears in my doorway, a smirk toyed on her face. "If you're here to just rub salt in the wounds just leave, Nina," I tell her harshly, crossing my legs and glaring at her.
She enjoyed my pain. She didn't come here to comfort me, or help me as Ava and Raina had, rather to just practically spit in my face about how this was my karma and what goes around comes around. Well frankly, she'll definitely get what's coming to her soon.
"Oh, I just wanted to say that I'm not sorry your beloved, blind, boyfriend got freaking hit with a car," She says, and I look at her. I'm not in the mood. I haven't been in the mood since last night, since the world practically came crashing down around me. She has /no/ right to be here whatsoever.
I get up from my bed and I stand right in front of her, looking at her, "Listen, b*tch," I say to her sharply, "Leave, now. You and I both know that you're not here for any reason other to make yourself feel more powerful, so just get out. Leave, or I swear to God, I'll call motherf*cking security!" I warn her, looking at her, right in her eyes.
For a second, a twinge of fear passes in her eyes. She's never seen me like this, I've never seen myself this angry. Maybe all of a sudden, I'm just sick of her pushing me around and trying to break me, because right now, I was close to the edge, and I was not, in no way, going to let Nina Bui-Wang push me over it.
She backs up, without saying a word, she walks out. Thankfully, she doesn't even look back.
I sit back down on my bed, Ava and Raina looking at me. "That was quite something, K," Raina says.
"I'm proud of you," Ava smiles.
I roll my eyes, "Whatever," I say, "Pass me the green tea ice cream?"