Pieces of Me by Pua Ramona (small books to read txt) 📕

hard blow to the head. Either by manual force or she hit her head when she hit the ground, we aren’t sure of the specifics without speaking to her. We did an MRI scan, and it showed that Sina’s brain was swelling up, so we have had to put her in an induced coma.”

“Wait! She’s in a coma?” Megan cries.

The doctor looks at her and says, “An induced coma. It’s the only way that’ll help bring down the swelling of the brain. Her body needs to heal from the inside out, her medical records also showed that she just had a miscarriage a few days ago. That is a lot of trauma for her body to process.”

I clear my throat and ask, “How long will she be in a coma for?”

“It could be a few days, months, but that part will be up to Sina. This will help with the pain and her healing process initially, so when she’s ready to wake up then she’ll wake up. But right now, her body has been beaten badly so she needs all the rest and healing she can get.”

Mona and Megan are crying and my heart is struggling to keep a fucking beat. The guys are pretty quiet, but I know they’re burning on the inside with rage for whoever did this. Miss Rita has tears running down her face, but she holds her own.

Doctor Lee looks at Miss Rita and says, “Off the record, we did a rape kit for Sina, just incase she wanted to press charges. Hopefully when she does wake up, she’ll do just that.”

Miss Rita shakes his hand and says, “Thank you so much Doctor Lee.”

He looks around at all of us and says, “If it were my daughter, I would probably do the same thing. She doesn’t deserve to be in here.” He clears his throat and says “She’s being moved to her room. So when you’re ready you guys can all head over to see her.”

Before we follow him Miss Rita grabs my hand and says, “Will you stay with her Eli?”

I take a deep breath and say, “I was never leaving Miss Rita.”

“Good. Because I need to head back home so I can let everyone know that we’re going to hold off with the memorial service” she says.

“What about Auntie Lupe and the rest of them Mama?” Megan asks.

Miss Rita looks at her and says, “I don’t care what or how anyone’s going to feel. I won’t let your sister miss her own brother’s service.”

“But what if she doesn’t wake up anytime soon?” Daniel asks.

“God got us through this far, why would he stop now?” she says. “Don’t question your faith now. Your sister will wake up.” And I believe her words. Because if anyone can get through all the tough times, it’s this family.

“They have her in her room now, are you guys ready?” Doctor Lee asks.

Miss Rita smiles, getting up to follow the doctor and says “Yes, we are” leading the way for the rest of us.

Doctor Lee confirmed that she was raped, so I’m not going to stop until I find the piece of shit who did this to her.

Miss Rita says a prayer over Sina before she and the girls leave the hospital. To say that I’m hurt or bothered by how bad Sina looks would be the biggest fucking understatement of the year. It’s like someone has dug their way through my chest and ripped my broken heart out. I can't seem to keep my breathing even, alternating between short sharp pants and great sweeping inhales to fill the bottoms of my lungs when it felt like too much. Seeing her laid out on the bed hooked up to machines and covered in wires makes my soul ache. It feels like someone has just pulled the rug from underneath me, like everything is fucking falling apart and ’m not sure if I’m going to be able to put the pieces back together again.

There are so many things I wish I could’ve said to her, things that I want to tell her. I want to tell her that I love the sound of her crazy laugh, I want to tell her that the sound of her voice makes my heart go wild. I want to tell her that I’m crazy about her, I want to tell her that I want a life with her as my wife. I want her to be the mother of all eight of the children that I plan on having with her. I want to tell her that I fucking love her, and that she isn’t allowed to check out on me now. Fuck no.

I sit next to her and hold her hands, trying to find the right words. Words that she’ll hear, words that’ll help her come back to me, come back to us. Her hand is cold and I hate that it feels like she’s already gone. All the cuts on her arm are covered with bandages. I kiss her hand and then every single one of her fingers. I kiss her bruised knuckles then I kiss the bruise that’s wrapped around her wrist. It makes me sick that even the inside of her wrist is bruised. It’s the one place that I kiss because it’s my way of letting her know that I love her. To kiss her pulse is the closest I can get to kissing her heart, and the motherfucker who did this tried to take that away from me.

I feel tears on my cheeks but I don’t care that the guys are in here with me. No one says anything. I mean what can anyone say when you’re dealing with something heavy like this? I kiss her hand again. “Baby, you take however long you need to heal. I’m not going anywhere, but I do need you to come back to me Sina. I need you to wake up when you’re ready.” My tears spill over onto her hand.