Chapter 2

And who are you?

I opened my eyes, wondering why my head hurt so bad, I stretched out a bit before the memories of the night before flooded in…phone call... parents... hospital... and falling asleep on some girl. I sat bolt upright in alarm, looking around the room as I did.

The house was slightly untidy, it looked kind of cold and distant and empty, and as my gaze continued to wander I saw her. She was sitting in an armchair across from the couch I was laying in. She had shoulder length blonde hair, and brown eyes, and she was tilting her head at me slightly.

I blinked, mouth open. What should I say to this girl. I had come to her house in the earliest part of the morning, and broken down in her arms. I didn't even know who she was. Awkward didn't even come close to expressing how, well, awkward the situation was. What should I do!

I continued to blink and stare at her, my face no doubt turning red. My thoughts landed on my parents and I nearly started to cry again.

She sighed softly. "Well this is weird." She said finally.

"I am so sorry, I don't want to bother you, I can just go." I said in a rush as I stood. She stood too, and put her hand on my shoulder, softly as though she didn't want to frighten me. "Didn't you need to see your parents?"

The words struck my heart, and I could only nod.

She smiled softly and grabbed her keys. "Do you want to change your clothes or something, or shower?" She asked.

I looked down at my rumpled clothes. "No I said shortly, I just want to see what's going on with my parents."

She grabbed her keys and we left her house. She opened the car door for me and then got in on her side. She started up the car and just like that we were heading to the hospital. Memories of my parents and I started to swim through my head, and tears began to come silently to my eyes. What if they never made it out okay?

She looked over at me "So what is your name anyway?" She said politely ignoring the tears flowing down my cheeks.

I turned to her grateful for something to keep my mind off of my parents. "My name is Sydney. I replied softly"

She nodded. "A sturdy Christian name." She said with a smile. I grinned at her silliness even though my heart was still heavy.

"So," she said. "I know your name, but not much else about you, and if I am gonna be your chaperone I need to know a few very important things."

I nodded, it seemed reasonable, after all she had taken me in and given me a ride, for all she knew I could have been some stalker killer girl.

"You have to promise to answer what ever questions I throw at you." She said imploringly.

I just nodded, a little nervous now.

"What's your favorite color?"

I smiled to myself, "Purple."

"Is that why your warring those contacts?"


"What color are your eyes originally?"


"Are you in high school?"


"Are you Mormon?"


"Still a virgin?"

My face reddened and I looked over at her, "what," I asked, "Isn't that a little personal?"

She shrugged. "I suppose you don't have to answer, though you said you would."

"Yes, yes I am still a virgin."

"Do you feel comfortable, here with me, with these questions?"

I nodded. "Yes I do." Actually I liked the questions, they took my mind away from worrying and I was able to relax a bit.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Nope." I said with a sigh.

"Do you want one?"

"Hmmm, not really."

"How many boy friends have you had."

"One." I replied

"Umm we have reached the hospital."

As I gazed out the window at the looming hospital, all of my fears returned in full force. I froze unable to open the door, unable to walk in to that place and perhaps hear the worst news. Before I knew it my door was opening. The girl stood outside holding it open for me. It was in that moment that I realized I didn't even know her name.

"Are you ready" She asked.

I slowly got out of the car, thanking her for getting my door. "I dunno."

"I'll be with you the whole time." She replied.

I smiled weakly at her and she led the way into the hospital.

"What's your last name." She asked me as she held open the hospital doors for me.

"Robinson." I said shortly, while thanking her for holding the doors.

The girl walked swiftly into the hospital. Without hesitating she approached the front desk. "Were looking for Mrs. Robinson. This is her daughter," she said gesturing to me.

The desk clerk smiled at me. "They were removed from intensive care this morning. Now they are in room 223." My heart skipped a beat, removed from intensive care, that meant they were going to be okay right?

The girl grinned at me encouragingly "Let's go see them?" She asked.

"Yeah, I said, letting out the breath I didn't realize I had been holding. Yeah."

The girl led the way confidently to the elevator and grinned at me while we were inside. We made the journey to my parent's room in silence.

I hesitated as I entered the room, and when I finally gained the courage to go in I saw my mom and dad lying in separate beds looking, hurt, but not as bad as I had imagined. They were awake and responsive and smiled at me as I entered.

"Sidney darling, how did you manage to get up here."

I gestured to the girl, "I got a ride."

My mom nodded to the girl. "Thank you very much."

Then my parents turned to me, and before I knew it we were laughing and joking, as though nothing had happened. The time went by quickly and two hours later a nurse entered and told me that I was going to need to wrap it up because my parents needed their rest.

When the nurse left my father turned to me. "We couldn't get a hold of aunt Mildred, or Uncle Henry. So we have quite a problem on our hands. It looks like your gonna have to stay home alone for a few weeks. We can give you some money and such."

"What am I supposed to do with the money I asked, I don't have a car? Besides, you guys know how scared I get all alone."

"We know Hun." My dad replied, "but what else is there to do?"

"She could stay with me." The girl interjected.

All heads turned to her. "With you?" My father asked.

The girl shrugged. "Yea, I have a car, and I can make sure she gets fed, and" she said turning to me, "you wont have to be alone."

I looked over at my parents pleadingly. Anything to keep from being in our house by myself.

"Are you sure its okay with your parents?"

"Positive." The girl replied.

The father nodded, "Okay Sydney, you can if you want to." He then reached over to his bed side table, and pulled out some money, and handed it to me. "Don't spend it all in one place." He said with a grin.

The girl walked over to my father, took a paper and pen from his desk and began writing. "here's my phone number if you need anything."

I left the hospital with the girl, and she smiled over at me. "You ready for more questions?" she asked with a grin.

I shrugged. "Can I ask you some too?" I asked, "after all I am going to be staying with you."

It was the girls turn to shrug. "You can ask what ever you want, I may, or may not answer." She replied smiling.

"What's your name." I said with a smile.

"Alicia" She said grinning.

"How can you be sure your parents don't mind me staying with you guys?"

"Well my mom and dad are divorced. I am pretty sure my dad won't care, because he still lives in Chicago, and never even contacts us. As for my mom, she isn't even home at the moment, and she doesn't care who I bring over, never has, sometimes she doesn't even notice when I bring people over."

"Wait, your home by yourself?

Alicia smiled. "Yep, we can party every night if you want."

I grinned.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked.


"Do you want one?"

"Definitely not." She replied with a smile.

I laughed. I didn't know if I dared ask her if she was a virgin. But I was so giddy from my parents being okay that I decided I didn't care. "Are you a virgin?" I asked.

She smiled at me. "I sure am. Thank you for asking."

A comfortable silence spread between us. It felt like we had a lot in common between us, and I felt totally comfortable being with her, and staying with her. Maybe things were not so bad after all.