The Lost and Forsaken

Boston and her family plan on going on a nice relaxing winter vacation. They want to go to Melbourne, Australia to escape their freezing home in Minnesota. But during their flight things go tragically wrong. Join Boston on her journey of love, loss, betrayal, and hatred.


3. Chapter 3

     After the doctor had explained everything about the crash I couldn't help but ask the one question that had been on my mind since I woke up. "What about my family?" I blurted out, probably a bit louder than I should have.

   A somewhat saddening look came across Dr. Sablen's face. He picked up the dry erase marker again. I watched as he scribbled on the board and waited for him to hand it to me.

   Eventually, the white board was handed to me and it read, "Your family did survive, well most of your family. Your brother didn't make it and your mother is still in medical care. She hasn't woken up, I'm sorry for your loss. We'll be running some tests, but you should be good to go tomorrow."

   A tear slipped down my cheek as a picture of my little brother laying dead in the wreckage of my plane flashed through my thoughts. I couldn't help it, the tears kept coming as the memories of my 12 year old brother ran through my head. Then it hit me, my mother could also be dead. She's in a coma and hasn't woken up yet. Her heart monitor could go flat at any second. The tears started falling harder.

   When I looked back up Dr.Sablen  was gone. Hm.. I hadn't heard him leave... Oh, wait! I'm deaf! Crap! It's bad enough that I lost my brother and possibly my mom too, but I also can't hear. I wish I hadn't even planned this stupid vacation! Then none of this would've happened in the first place. Uhg!

   The rest of the night they were running tests to make sure I was fine. It was all a boring process, but I couldn't do anything about it. The entire time I was thinking about my family again, but I was too scared to ask how my mom was doing. I didn't like the fact that when I spoke, I knew I was too loud, and I definitely didn't like the way the doctor wearily wrote on the white board.

   I woke up some where around 10:30 the next morning when Dr. Sablen was lightly shaking me. He must have already written everything out because I can't remember him writing on the board, but he handed it to me. The white board read, "You will be released in about 2 hours. Your father and sister are already at a hotel and we have explained to them about your hearing. One of the nurses, Dana, has volunteered to take you to the hotel they're staying at. She will come in in a little bit to teach you some sign language before you leave, as she does know a lot.

   After I learned bits of sign language Dana helped me to her car. It was a bit hard getting in with my broken leg and sprained wrist. We reached the hotel my father and sister were already staying at. Dana helped me inside and re-explained everything to my dad after teaching him a few things in sign language.

   Once she left my sister smile at me and left the room. I didn't ask why because I didn't  want to speak. I went to walk over to the couch in the middle of the room, but there was a sharp pain in my left wrist, the wasn't sprained. My dad was gripping my wrist, hard.

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