People don’t care for the truth much these days. No, I’m pretty sure they much rather have a reason to fight about something.
I told him I just forgot, I purely forgot, but that wasn’t enough I don’t get it. I mean it’s not like I forget all the time, but he wouldn’t take it, not this time. I did it, I admit, it was all my fault. I was in a rush, I had told him my phone had been acting up with my alarms and such, and it threw me off, I was going to be late. I didn’t mean to do it, it wasn’t on purpose, but he acted like it was, like it was malice, why would he think I would do such a thing?
The most hurtful part was that he didn’t forgive it, now I wouldn’t know if he would at all. I had called off work, I wasn’t even sure that I could’ve. I couldn’t do it though, not with so much on my mind, all the fake smiles and pseudo interest in other people’s minor problems. What about mine? Would they care about what I was going through at the moment? My cheeks were hot, and tickled with liquid, I was starting to swerve, I really shouldn’t have been driving and where was I even going?
I blazed past the speed limit posting, crap. At least thirty over. It was early in the day, cops would be just bored looking for a reason. The road was slick, also the humidity continued to be thick today. “Please don’t let it rain, please don’t rain today.” I said to myself, I couldn’t take the irony.
Crap, crap, crap.
What was going to happen to him? The doctors hadn’t even told me anything. How could they just not know anything? What was I supposed to think? Was this all just because I forgot to lock the door? Why did I do that? I’ve never done that before, now I did one time, worst of all he had really thought I did it on purpose and-
Crap. Turtle on the road, I’m serving too much, out of control.
I served to the side, the wheels stuck, I can’t breathe, I can’t move. Oh no, my phone’s ringing, gotta’ pick it up.
“Yes Ms. your brother is awake, but we’ve sedated him. We don’t see anything of pressing concern at the moment, but we’ll keep monitoring him, and let you know if there are any updates.”
“Okay, thank you so much. I’ll be working today, so I’ll get back when I can.”
Crap, I had called off work today, what was I even talking about? Crap, the wheel is spun in front of me, I’m still on the road. I’m still in the middle of the road!
I pull the gear back, but I cock my head for a brief moment and see the blur-
“Oh my gosh!”
It felt like a ton of bricks just crashed onto my neck, then like a fist of a giant boxer just smacked me in the face. Gosh, at least I knew he was going to be okay, but what about us? Now, what about me?
Who was going to check to see if I would be?
To think, all of this because of something as simple as a freaking alarm.