Chapter 59: Amanda

Anna Fourth week of December, Tuesday I had spend a week and a couple of days more in the hospital. Christmas was around the corner, which only meant one thing: Fucking Christmas songs everywhere. Ugh, I hate them.  My butt was still numb from lying on the hospital bed for so long, so my slight annoyance at my brother's ordering me to stay in bed at home was totally justified. "Alex! It is snowing! I want to go out and play!" I said crossing my arms on my chest and pouting like a little kid. Then I began singing. "Do you want to build a snowman?" "No, young lady. I know exactly what you want to do and I am not letting you do it. You are still weak." Oops. Busted. Alex knows all too well that whenever I am sad, I like to wander. I just mindlessly walk and walk anywhere. When I was still recovering from my break up with Oliver I would walk so much that I would end up in rogue territory. Then, I would have to fi