I quickly looked back at where Creepy Clown Lady had disappeared. Not surprisingly, she was stil gone but the rest of the hal was occupied by nurses and patients going to and fro.
“You shouldn’t be out of bed,” Ada said, coming closer.
She took note of my worried face and waved the magazines at me. “I went to get some mags to keep me occupied. Mom said I don’t have to go to school tomorrow, that I could stay overnight with you. I’m not sure if the docs wil all ow it, but I’m going to try. This is way better than algebra.”
As she talked excitedly about what she’d be missing on her Monday, my thoughts automatical y went back to Creepy Clown Lady. Where was I now? Back in the hospital or somewhere else? And where was somewhere else? Where she came from? Where was that?
“Come on weirdo, let’s get you back to bed before the doctor catches us,” she said, placing her hand on my arm, turning me back to my room. “I think anyone with the name Dr. Cain is just waiting to inflict some serious punishment on people. Thank God he’s not a dentist, right?”
I sucked on my lip, debating whether to tel her about where I saw the doctor earlier. Ada had always believed me when I talked about the ghosts I saw – she was one of the few people who did.
I settled back into the uncomfortable hospital bed and watched as Ada got out one of her magazines and began flipping idly through it.
“I had something just happen to me,” I said quietly.
Ada paused and lowered the magazine to her lap and brought her eyes to mine. I had her ful attention.
I quickly explained seeing Creepy Clown Lady in the hal way, then what happened before I woke up in the hospital, the demon baby, Dex and Dr. Cain.
“What do you think?” I asked her when I was done.
She shivered and brought her wide cardigan closer around her skinny frame. “I think there’s no way I’m sleeping tonight.”
“But what do you think it means?”
She pondered that for a moment, her blue eyes swimming from the faint glow of the closest light. “I don’t know. I think what you saw earlier, with Doctor Cain, was a dream brought on by the drugs, or the shock of what happened.”
“And Creepy Clown Lady?”
“I guess it could be too. Do you feel any different now with me then you did five minutes ago?”
I thought it over. “A bit. I feel more awake now. I couldn’t real y think straight before, everything felt so…muddled. But I stil think I saw her.”
“Mayhaps. It might have just been in your dreams though. Maybe you were sleepwalking. It doesn’t mean she wasn’t trying to reach you. But I doubt you just strol ed onto, like, another dimension or something.”
We both laughed at the last part but it sounded forced. I think we both knew, as farfetched as the other dimension situation was, anything was possible.
Chapter Five
The next three days off of work were like a mini-vacation, only I was unable enjoy it like a normal person would. My body was sore and fragile most of the time, which resulted in a lot of bed rest, which eventually turned into couch rest.
When I wasn’t sleeping or reading, I was occupying the couch in the living room like a permanent fixture, present for whatever my sister, mom or dad wanted to watch. I wasn’t even that big of a TV person; I just wanted to be around people, even those who annoyed me, even when my mom forced me to watch The Bachelor.
I started to hate being in my bedroom. I felt strangely alone and afraid. Each night I could have sworn I heard someone whispering my name from my closet and when I wasn’t freaking out over that, I was torn up inside by the reality of what had happened to me. Though I never wanted a baby, and having a child would have probably ruined my life in some way or another, I was fighting a battle between despair and relief. One minute I was relieved that I lost the baby, the next I was wrecked to the point of tears for feeling that way. It was almost as if I was upset over what could have been. A what if that preceded the what if. And that first what if was something I didn’t let myself think about.
By Thursday night, Maximus got in touch with me. He apologized for not getting back to me earlier (something about doing a reading for a local couple) and I apologized for not having an answer for him about the show. With all that had happened, returning to Experiment in Terror was the last thing on my mind and I couldn’t bother devoting an ounce of thought to it.
He didn’t sound too bothered by my reluctance, though.
“You take your time darlin’,” he said through the phone.
“The only thing I’d like an answer on is when can I take you out on the town?”
I was sitting on the couch and my mother was at the end of it, pretending to pay attention to the commercials in between America’s Next Top Model, though I knew she was listening to my conversation like a hawk.
It was a good question. I hadn’t felt like going to work and dealing with day-to-day people, let alone go out on a date. It was far too soon for me to handle.
“I know this sounds like an excuse,” I began, turning away from my mother for the slightest bit of privacy, “but I’m real y sick. I haven’t been going to work, even.”
“Sick?” he drawled. “You want me to come by and bring you soup? My mama taught me a mean recipe, extra spicy, shoots that cold right out of ya.”
“No, that’s OK,” I told him. “I’m doing better. I just need to take it easy for a while.”
“Al righty,” he said. “I know when I’m being brushed off.
But I don’t give up that easily.”
“I swear I’m not brushing you off,” I told him. “Though I admire your persistence.”
“Darlin’, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
I couldn’t help but grin at that and flushed red once I realized my mother was now blatantly staring at me.
“How about,” he continued, “I cal you next week. Give you time to pep up.”
I sighed internal y. He real y was persistent. I remembered the way he hounded me in Red Fox, trying to convince me to leave with him and leave Dex behind with the skinwalkers. I didn’t bend then and I tried hard not to now.
“You can try,” I said, making sure to add a teasing tone to my voice so he wasn’t too discouraged.
“Then I shal . Have a good night, my lady.”
There was a click of silence and I slowly pressed the end-cal button.