Part 5
Every day of the week i sat on my porch waiting for Paul to get home from school, Hoping that he might stop by and talk to me. But all he did was walk through his door with his head down so that he could avoid eye contact.
One more sleep until my operation and i was freaked about it. I wouldnt have to stay over night, but i was still scared. Mum said she's be in the waiting room the whole time. I went to bed with an uneasy mind.
I woke up and was, i guess, excited. It was my very first operation and time couldnt go fast enough. Finally it was time to leave. I got to the hospital and taken to a place where they get you ready for operations. Mum went to the cafe and i was given something in a drip. I began to get really tired and was soon out like a light.
I remember dreaming though. I dreamt of Paul being mad at me and never talked to me again. i think i actually woke up crying. They took me to recovery and i was there for a few hours until the drugs didnt work anymore, and mum picket me up. I was given some pain killers and told that i should use my crutches for another week or so, and then try to slowly introduce walking again.
We drove home and mum took me into the back yard where Cathy and Rich were waiting for me.
"How was it?" asked Rich who wanted to hear every detail.
" i dunno Rich, i was alseep through the whole thing"
"oh... yeah... i knew that... well... how is it then?"
"Im sore, but ill be right... whats the time?"
"4:00.... shit i need to go home.... its later than i thought" replied Cathy
"Yeah me too" said Richard and they both left. They always leave together. I was thinking that something wa going on between them.
I got up to make my way inside. I began to more when i noticed someone walking down the drive way. As the figure drew closer i knew it was Paul. I had a small smile on my face which i wiped once i knew he could see me.
"Hi Chris..." He said without looking at me.
"Hey"
"ummm... can we talk?"
part 6