5 Jade Green Roses

                                    

                                          
Jade was feeling more relaxed as she walked into her green-themed bedroom with support from her mother. As usual, her mother was late to get her out of the hospital, but she never complained. 
Her stay in that sorting hospital room was comfortable enough.
She missed her bed, her books, and even her bathroom. Although she felt comfortable in her hospital room like always, she felt more relaxed in her room the most. 
It was a place where she could do whatever she wanted without judging stares or "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU JADE?" constantly.
She sighed at the relaxing softness of her queen-sized bed. 
"Honey, I will be right back okay? Let me fix dinner quickly" her mum said after helping her lay comfortably on her bed, giving her a peck on her cheek quickly almost as though she'd rather not.
"I want you to know am always here, and you can tell me anything at all, okay?" Says a mother who was too busy with sales to attend to her poor child for twelve straight hours. Jade only nodded her head, lies.
"Thanks, Mum. "She said softly. "And I love you too, sweetheart", them and her mom left the room, allowing Jade to her violent thoughts.
Jade adjusted herself on the bed and stretched her hands and legs, making some cracking sounds, her body was cramped from laying in the hospital bed for so long.
 She thought back to the time spent at the hospital, it had been like a vacation for her where she would just lay down and food was being brought for her, watching the beautiful sunset at the top of the hospital building, losing herself in the sight of both little and large birds perching the purplish pink sky while eating popcorn like a movie.
She wasn't surprised when none of her schoolmates had come to say hi, she wasn't even angry. It just brought her back to her reality, and she didn't expect much. 
Her mum had delayed for twelve hours before she showed up at the hospital and her dad didn't show up at all, she dug a hand under a pillow and brought out a book she had been reading, she flipped the passages and tried to continue from where she stopped.
At least she had a family, others didn't and so she was thankful for hers.
She thought of her response to the doctor the other day. 
She told him she didn't remember anything else apart from stumbling on something and hitting her head, although he didn't quite seem to believe her, nevertheless, he didn't push the issue any further which she was grateful for.
She withdrew from her trance and began to think of the boy who saved her. She silently wanted him to return at least once to be able to thank him or at least to know his name.
When the doctor came back that day, he came in with a blonde boy who was just as tall as the stranger who had left.
 For a second she thought he was the one, but the doctor informed her, that he was not the boy who brought her in but he saw the boy leave so he could describe how he looked perfectly.
She was disappointed and heartbroken with the news, and the boy's description was impotent too. 
She wanted to thank the boy badly, but since he left without dropping any form of information or identity, she decided that she was going to forget about it, he would show up at school and reintroduce himself perhaps.