Blueberry Eyes
Chapter 1
I met her when I woke up.
She wasn’t ugly.
But she wasn’t pretty either.
With chocolate brown hair and milk white skin, her eyes dark blueberries,
That was when I realized how hungry I was.
“Crown,” the nurse repeated, “Here’s your pills. Don’t forget them again.”
I snapped out of my thoughts. I eyed at the small plastic bottle the nurse was handing to me. I nodded slowly and took my meds. When she continued to stare at me after I grabbed it, I immediately unscrewed the cap and popped two pills in my mouth. With a violent shudder, I muttered, “Gross.”
The nurse smiled with satisfaction as I chugged down a glass of water. She rummaged in her pocket for a pen and then wrote something on her clipboard. She then turned away from me and headed to the patient across from me.
It was the girl who was staring at me when I woke up. She looked about my age, her frail arms small and sunken cheeks pale, as if her life was sucked out of her. Other than that, her features were perfect. Slender figure, beautiful flowing hair, and long graceful eyelashes.
She was like a doll.
Just a dead soul pretending to be human.
And she was still staring at me. Her dark sapphire eyes still fixed on me, unable to waver at all. Her gaze was strong, as if she was trying to talk to me with her eyes. And then I realized I was staring at her too, with unwavering, and yet confused eyes. I averted my gaze, and when I took a slight peek at her, she was still staring at me. That was beyond creepy.
“Maze,” the nurse said. So the girl’s name was Maze? What a strange name. Though I shouldn’t be saying that, since my own name is Crown Henderberry. I used to always get teased because of my weird name.
The girl named Maze finally stopped gazing at me and turned to the nurse. “Yes?” She whispered. A soft voice, as if she was unsure, dazed, or even a bit dreamy.
“Did you take your meds?”
Maze widened her eyes and then began to scratch her head. “Er…” She licked her lips and grinned foolishly. “Yesterday.”
The nurse then suddenly grabbed her clipboard and whacked it on her head.
Bam!
I almost flinched at the sound of that. With the meds in my hoodie pocket, I drew up my knees and rested my chin on them as I now observed the scene before me.
Maze rubbed her head, trying to press down the small bump on her forehead. “Ow Nadia, that hurt!” She moaned and glared at the nurse.
The nurse clicked her tongue and fished out a bottle of meds from Maze’s nightstand. It was a small orange bottle the size of my thumb, with a white cap and strange blue pills inside. The nurse, with much aggression, dumped five pills out onto her palm and held out in front of Maze.
Maze grimaced at the pills with disgust. “Five? I thought it was four,” she protested. She still reluctantly took each of the pills one at a time. She would slowly insert them in her mouth, as if she was a vending machine and she was inserting coins in herself.
“Your aunt says it will help,” the nurse absentmindedly explained, writing something on her clipboard. “You should know that these are good for you.”
“They’re drugs,” Maze pointed out as she slid the last pill in her small rose lips, “And drugs are bad for you.”
“These are good drugs.”
“I’ve never heard of good drugs.”
“Well, now you’ve heard of them,” Nadia the nurse counteracted, clicked her pen and smiling at Maze. “It doesn’t matter, right? Either way, you have to take the pills your aunt told you to. Your aunt here has the highest authority around here. If you want to complain, complain to her. I’m sure she’ll listen.”
At that moment, Maze’s eyes flashed for a second. She gazed down at her frail arms, her small and pale hands now trembling. “I guess I should,” she mumbled.
I sat up straighter, thinking.
I should really get home now.
I slid out of the hospital bed and started out of the door. I was always a regular at this hospital, so everyone doesn’t care when I leave. They’ll always know that I’ll come back sooner or later. Before I went out the door, I took one last peek at Maze.
She was staring at me again.
But this time, she mouthed one word to me.
Help.
