The Downfall of Us All

"Arielle, please speak to me sweetie please?"

I blinked at her, unable to speak.

I was confused, my mum looked much younger before, what happened?

"Please, Arielle."

She was in hysterics, I could see someone who looked alot like my
younger brother, Andrew, sitting in the corner, tears dripping
silently down his face.

Now he definitely looked a lot older than he did before.

My mum was still sobbing when the door creaked, signaling someone
entering.

I was too busy trying to take in my surroundings that I hadn't noticed
my mum and brother leave.

“I’m Tom, nice to meet you. Arielle. Your name is Arielle.”

I blinked in response, before looking down at the sheets that covered
me.

"Can you speak for me?"

I looked up at him, shocked by the bright blue colour that his eyes
were. I found myself getting lost in them until I had heard him speak
again.

"Arielle? Can you please speak to me?" His voice carried a laid back,
yet professional tone with it.

It took me a while to respond. My head felt like it was filled jumbled
words and tangled actions. I looked at him again, finally
understanding what he had been asking, and nodded.

"Alright, good. Can you tell me your full name?"

Arielle Caroline Taylor.

I open my mouth, but the words don't come out and I'm pretty sure I
look like a fish out of water. I continue to try to say my name, but I
can't. I look down in defeat, slumping over in the bed. Tears started
to cloud my vision as sobs wracked throughout my body.

"It's okay Arielle, that's why I'm here. To help you." He said with as
small smile on his face, giving me a soft, reassuring pat on the back.

I looked into his eyes, sniffling and nodded, letting him know that I
knew just that.