Chapter 23:

Chapter 23: Recovery

Howl


When Mr. Buck and I walked back in, we saw Ms. Clare had woken up and was talking to the others. As Ms. Clare was talking, she noticed me, “Ferral.” She said. The others turned, “Ferral, are you okay?” Leona asked. I was holding back the urge to cry, “Ms. Clare….MS. CLARE!” I ran over to her and hugged her tightly, sobbing into her chest. “I WAS SO WORRIED!” I bawled, “I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE OKAY.” I continued to cry and she stroked my head, “There’s no need to cry, Ferral. I’m fine, you have nothing to worry about.” I lifted up my head and she gave me a smile. Her smile alone was enough to make my chest feel warm and fix my mood. I’m so glad I get to continue to see it.

“I see you managed to calm him down.” I said to Mr. Clarence as Ms. Clare and Ferral had their moment. “He just needed reassurance, that’s all,” Mr. Clarence responded, “He’s scarred so that then turns into fear. Fear of losing those he cares about.” “You make it sound like you’ve seen this before.” He didn’t answer for a second, “Yeah, one other time.” “Oh yeah? When?” “Heh, that’s a story for another time. You should go and be with your friends.” I nodded, “What are you gonna do?” He shrugged, “Go back to my place and probably nap.” “I see…” I walked over to Ferral and the others and stood beside them. “Hey Ms. Clare, did you know that’s the guy that saved you?” We all turned to see the man was about to leave but stopped and he turned to us. “Is that so?” Ms. Clare asked. “Yep. Now come on guys, let’s let Ms. Clare thank the nice man.” They looked at me confused, “Why would we…” Ezekiel started, then he and Belle looked at each other, “OHHHHH.” They both said. “You’re right, come on Ferral.” Belle told Ferral. “Why? I still wanna…AH!I grabbed Ferral by his shirt collar, “Come on, idiot.” The twins walked out and I followed them, dragging Ferral out. Why am I doing this? Yesterday Ms. Clare told me she has problems finding a mate, so I thought this would be a good time for her to try again.

The kids left me and this man alone. It was rather awkward, I have no idea who he is. He’s not bad looking, which made me even more nervous. “Those uh, kids of yours really care about you.” He said. I snapped out of my nervous state, “Huh? Oh yeah…well, I really care about them too. Thank you for saving my life, I don’t know how to be more grateful.” “Heh, no problem. I was just in the right place at the right time.” “If there’s anything I can give you, I will.” “No, seeing those children’s happy faces is a gift enough. I…lost my mother and father when I was around their age. I would hate to see those kids go through the same thing I did.” I didn’t respond, and neither of us wanted to continue the conversation. “I’m sorry to hear that.” “Ah, it’s alright. I’ve had years to forget about it. Well, I should let you have your rest.” I nodded, “Yeah…thank you again.” “Of course.” He started walking out the door, but stopped right at the end and then turned back around. “Actually…there is one thing I would want from you.” “Oh? What?” His face was slightly red, “Do you think I could…maybe…I don’t know, have your number?” My face shot red, “Umm…uhh…sure.” “Really?! *ahem* I mean, great.” I can’t believe someone asked me for MY number. Wow, this day went from complete shit to starting to look up.

After the accident, I stayed at home to continue to recover. Ferral helped me with…well everything. “You are not allowed to leave this room, Ms. Clare,” Ferral told me as he carried me into my room and placed me on the bed. “I will take care of everything. I’ll make your food, carry you to wherever you wanna go, bathe you.” I chuckled, “I’m grateful for your help, Ferral. But I’m not crippled or anything, I can move around.” He shook his head. “Oh no. Until you fully recover, you will not lift another finger.” I sighed, guess I should just be glad I have someone taking care of me. The doctor said that I could be back to a hundred percent by the end of next week. And as the days went on, Ferral did everything he could to help me. Even the others came over to see how I was doing and helped out Ferral if he needed it. These kids really DO care about me. I was never given this kind of attention back home. Sure, I and my siblings were close but it was never to this extent, and as the years went on we all drifted apart. During my recovery, I spent most of my days either going over my court cases or talking to Buck. Yes, we actually still keep in contact, he ACTUALLY wanted to talk to me…..AND NOT OUT OF PITY. Whenever Ferral asked who I was talking to, I either told him it was my client or a friend. “I thought you didn’t have other friends, Ms. Calre.” He said. “Gee, thanks Ferral. I’m just as shocked as you are though. It’s almost too good to be true.” And it did…finally, after all the heartbreak and misfortune, I was God finally cut me some slack. Let’s just hope the universe doesn’t try and fuck me over with this one. 

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