That’s Not My Name!

Walking down the dark hall towards my mother's room I zoned out. I couldn't help it, it kinda just happened. I don't know if it's because it's only 7 in the morning and I'm already sick of this day or if it's the fact that Oliver has power of attorney over me.

Both of those thoughts made me sick to my stomach but somehow Oliver's made me want to kill myself. "Grace..Grace baby watch out!" Monica yelled snapping me out of my thoughts. I bumped into a tall man almost knocking him and myself over. "Gotta watch where you're going Leilani," the man said as I was fixing my hoodie. I stopped and slowly looked up to see Oliver with a dumb grin plastered on his face.

I rolled my eyes and brushed past him in the direction of my moms room. "Leilani?" He called after me but I kept walking holding back tears that i didn't even know I had. It all started to become more and more real when I saw his stupid face. My mom is in the hospital. On her death bed. And I have to live with the person who left us causing her to become an irresponsible drunk.

"Leilani could you wait a second?" He called one last time, running after me and grabbing hold of my arm. "Don't touch me!" I snapped turning back around to face him. Monica was standing 3 doors down with a concerned look on her face. "I'll let you two talk," she said with a small smile. That same smile that I've been seeing all morning. I'm getting real sick of it.

I stood in front of the tall salt and pepper haired man that I haven't seen in years with my fists bawled up in anger. Anger for him leaving me without an explanation. Anger because he thought he could just show up and "rescue me". Anger because he called me Leilani as if I was supposed to come running back to him. And anger because I'm so tiered and drained already from being in this depressing ass hospital.

"Hey," he smiled. "How have you been?" He asked when I didn't respond. I turned to walk away again but he grabbed me once more. "Didn't I tell you NOT to touch me," I spat, throwing random punches in his direction. I hit him twice in the chest before he grabbed both my wrists to make me stop. "What is wrong with you?" He asked. "You're what's wrong with me!" I shouted. The tears that i seemed to keep built up were finding their way out in the messiest way possible.

"You need to go back to whatever hole you crawled out from and leave me the hell alone! I don't need you!" I exploded, snatching both my arms from him and storming down the long hospital hallway. I have no idea where I'm going I just need to get away from here.