Post by Aloysius on Mar 28, 2010 0:53:08 GMT -5
It had been about two weeks since Aloysius had woken up to find himself in the hospital after his month-long ordeal, which was a total of six weeks since he had stepped foot inside his own house. He had originally been told he'd only need to stay for a week, but they kept him extra so he could do some physical therapy.
Over the past two weeks, Aloysius had managed to become more guarded with his emotions than the first few days he'd been there. While he still went into a panic if he was somehow reminded of anything specific that had happened, the rest of the time he managed a more or less stoic demeanor, rather than the needy, scared one he'd had at first.
He knew he needed to be stronger for Aimee's sake. Not to mention for Maisigh's sake as well. No matter how fragile a state he was in, he was still the clan leader. He had to be strong, or at the very least appear like he was.
It was a long journey home. In the past six weeks, the furthest he'd gone was the length of a hospital hallway. Even though home was only about two miles away, it was a long way to travel on crutches. Despite the difficulty, though, he liked being out of the hospital. He now had new things to experience that kept his mind off of things he didn't want to think about.
"It's so bright out," he said for what was probably about the third time. Daylight was another thing he hadn't experienced in several weeks. He felt like this was the first time he'd been outside in his life.
Over the past two weeks, Aloysius had managed to become more guarded with his emotions than the first few days he'd been there. While he still went into a panic if he was somehow reminded of anything specific that had happened, the rest of the time he managed a more or less stoic demeanor, rather than the needy, scared one he'd had at first.
He knew he needed to be stronger for Aimee's sake. Not to mention for Maisigh's sake as well. No matter how fragile a state he was in, he was still the clan leader. He had to be strong, or at the very least appear like he was.
It was a long journey home. In the past six weeks, the furthest he'd gone was the length of a hospital hallway. Even though home was only about two miles away, it was a long way to travel on crutches. Despite the difficulty, though, he liked being out of the hospital. He now had new things to experience that kept his mind off of things he didn't want to think about.
"It's so bright out," he said for what was probably about the third time. Daylight was another thing he hadn't experienced in several weeks. He felt like this was the first time he'd been outside in his life.
