It's been my day, and I'm only slightly more aware of surroundings. I tell myself that I am waking up. I hear crying, and someone puts a wet cloth on my head. I yank on my eyelids. Open. Open. It's useless, but I don't care. I do open my mouth, and try to whisper. The only thing that comes out is:
"Brynna." I don't know why, that's just the thig that comes out of my mouth. Gasps and screams and cries come for everywhere. I try again:
"Mom." I get out, slowly opening my eyes. As soon as the light hits them my horrible headache comes back. I scrunch my nose and eyebrows in pain. Someone grabs my hands and encloses them in their own. I half smile. I'm not completely awake, and the sounds I'm able to hear sound like we're underwater, but I'm aware nonetheless, and I'm grateful. My mother's soft touch stokes my cheek. My father's strong ones pick my head up, sending a wave of pain through my brain, but I don't care. He sits it in his lap. running a single thumb over my forehead.
"Kenny, it's okay. You're okay." e says, more to himself than me. Something bad had to come out of landing on my head. I find out what it is when I try to sit up. It feels like every bone in my body is twisted the wrong way, and the muscles aren't any better. My head gets progressively worse the longer I try to tune into whatever is going on. I manage more faint whispers.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, go to sleep. It's okay." Bex answers, clearly not okay, but trying to calm me down.
"No, we are downstairs. Nothing is okay." I answer, draining th last bit on energy out of me. I try again to open my eyes, and they fall on my mom's face, and the rest of my sisters. Neither Aunt, Uncle, or my cousins are here.
"They left for only a little while. They will be back." I smile again, forced to shut my eyes. I can't even function with the impending dizziness.
"It's okay, go to sleep." My mom coos, crying. I smile once more. I know I'm not awake anyway, but I fall asleep right there with my family watching me. Mom's face comes to mind in my slumber, something is not okay, and I intend to find out what.
I stay in that slumber for at least another day. I'm able to wake slightly, whisper a few sentences, open my eyes for seconds, then sleep pulls me back under. My head stays in the same painful state the entire time, and I can't move anything except my eyes and mouth.