• Chapter Two: Hope

    Well, its been a few days since they released me from the hospital. Of course all I've done is lay in bed. Mom comes and checks on me a lot with the usual "You still doing good?" and "You gonna do anything but lay there?". I guess I don’t blame her for being so worried about me so much, she’s always been like that. Even before the tumor.

    I remember one time I went to my friend Greg’s house for a sleepover/birthday party, and my mom wouldn’t stop calling until finally Greg took the phone and told her "Your boys in good hands, if he gets hurt will make sure he gets to the hospital before we go to bed." Of course that only made it worse. But she got the picture and actually stopped calling for the night when Greg’s mom got annoyed.

    Greg has been to my house a couple times too, me and him have been friends since we were babies. This because his mom and my mom hang out a lot. He had soft brown hair, a little darker than mine. But last month, me and a friend cut some of it off and gave him a fauxhawk. It was hilarious, that was until his mom saw and she freaked. I got grounded for a week, not like it mattered, I just snuck out and got back before she noticed.

    I’ve been spending my days feeling around the room, almost everyday I’d run into a wall or stub my toe. Mom said she would help me but then again she didn’t know how. So right now Im just listening to the radio (I can’t really watch TV anymore).

    "Hey Scott" Mom’s voice echoes from the hallway.

    "What?" She makes her way down the hall to my room. I can here the floor creak below her. I do admit although she is fairly skinny, the floor is still creaking. I guess the creaking is from this house being so dang old. The door finally opens. I ask again, "What?"

    "I have help." She sounded a little to excited.

    "Help for what?"

    "Someone volunteered to help teach you to see." Her voice sounded extremely happy. But I’m just confused, how could I see with no eyes. "Guess who it is?"

    "Who would want to teach me how to see?" Then a voice spoke up that wasn’t mom.

    "She said Guess who?" That voice I could recognize anywhere.

    "Lily!" I had to get this question right.

    "Yep" Lily was my friend at school too. I just met her this year, but we’ve talked about everything since then. I haven’t seen her much because it’s June 4th and school has been out since may. For some reason we always talked about her natural strawberry blond hair. It was the best hair ever according to her, I just played along and agreed. She quickly gave me a hug as soon as a recognized her. But still I don’t know how could she teach me.

    "Lillian volunteered to teach you a couple days ago, she said she’d work for free since your her friend." Mom started telling me. "She said she taught her brother how to see and he was blind."

    "Yep and now I’m gonna teach you" Lily said very happily. But I still had some questions.

    "How long?"

    "It all depends on the person, it took me about 6 weeks to teach my brother, but he was very stubborn, so who knows how long it will take you." Lily plopped down on the bed, I could smell her perfume, it was very good smelling. Not like other girls at our school who douse themselves with perfume to where you need a gas mask to talk to them. She then whispered in my ear "But it shouldn’t take as long with you" She giggled. I don’t get why she giggled or why she whispered but oh well, I never could understand girls.

    But finally some good news, I actually have a chance to see, even though I have no idea how, but still there’s a chance, that’s all that matters. My mom left the room and Lily stayed there next to me. I don’t know what she was doing but finally after a little awkward silence I thought I’d speak up.

    "Anyways, how have you been?" I bet she answers "Better than you".

    "Actually doing pretty bad, but apparently Im doing better than you" I knew it. But she said she was doing bad, should I dare ask what’s wrong. Not now.

    "Well of course your doin..."

    "Me and my boyfriend broke up today before I came over." She interrupted me, now that she actually told me what’s wrong, I’m gonna have to answer her and talk about it. I really didn’t care about her boyfriend. But she insisted on telling me about it anyway. She always liked talking about her boyfriend with me, got on my nerves, I mean why should I care? Oh well I guess that’s what friends are for.

    Half-way though the conversation I ended up asking this question. "Hey, has Greg been doing well?" I haven’t seen him in a while, or I mean, I haven’t heard from him in a while. So I was curious.

    "Yeah I guess, oh that reminds me I have to go to his house today too." That surprised me, She almost is never there unless I’m there too. "I have to go, um, do something there. I’m sorry but I got to go like now." The sound of footsteps caught my ears as she went down the hallway and out the front door.

    I don’t hear a car leaving the driveway, so im guessing she’s walking there, he only lives a couple blocks away. Heck, if I could see, I’d be able to see inside his house to see if he’s home. Guess that’s another thing I cant do. I’ll lay back down and turn up the radio. Its been on very low this whole time and nobody noticed it. If someone did I would of had to turn it off.

    I hate this feeling. this feeling of blinking my eyes. Opening my eyes and closing them is all the same to me, It’s still all black no matter which way my eyes are. I guess I wont have to deal with this for long, like Lily said, she could teach me to see. I don’t know what that means. but I do know that seeing is the one thing that could make me feel better. Until then, I guess I’ll lay here, listen to some music, and go back to bed.