Running The World With You

I'm unhinged

My hospital room is dark and boring. I can't look at screens so I mostly just sit here in the dark and listen to music. My family is staying at a hotel but Lucius refused to leave so he sleeps on the couch.

I don't admit it, but I appreciate him staying.

I have to stay overnight and then I'm released tomorrow afternoon. I just feel numb. My head hurts but they give me medication. I don't know Spanish, so half the time I have no idea what the doctors and nurses say to me.

Lucius is laying on the couch looking at the popcorn ceiling. He demanded I get moved to another room but they are all booked. All that's in here is my bed and a ratty couch.

"Can't sleep?" I ask. He looks over at me and then back at the ceiling.

"Something like that. You should go to bed, you need to rest." He responds. I'm not tired. I just keep thinking about those things he said to me. He loves me? No he doesn't, that was just in the heat of the moment.

"You can go to the hotel. I really don't need you to stay with me." I never asked him to stay here but I feel kind of bad about it. His back must be killing him.

"No. I want to be here." I feel my cheeks flush.

"Ok. I'm going to sleep then. Goodnight Lucius."

"Goodnight kitten."

***

The morning came quickly. I had some strange dreams last night. I dreamed that fish could walk on baby feet and then they walked into Kermit the frog's mouth.

Good greif I'm unhinged.

I used to experiment with molly when I went to parties. I even did shrooms once. I guess that wasn't the strangest dream I've had.

I miss those parties. Maybe I should ask Lucius to go to one with me before we get married and join the adult world. I won't ask him now though. Lord knows he would a fit if I was talking about going to a party in my condition.

I look around and see Lucius texting on his phone. He looks up at me and smiles. His brown bed head makes him look like a teenage boy. I smirk at the thought of him blasting music and yelling at his parents. Him with braces! He dosent notice my snickering luckily.

"How are you feeling?" He asks. I feel completely fine other than my minor headache.

"Modern medicine is a miracle." I joke.

"Can you get yourself dressed?"

"I have a concussion and a couple of scuffed bones. I'm not disabled." I groan. I am not a child.

"Alright."

I grab the clothes on my nightstand and walk into the bathroom. I turn on the lights in force of habit and then cringe and quickly shut them off. It hurts too much.

I change into my sweats and brown gap hoodie. I can't look at myself properly since the lights are off but I comb my finger through my hair and put it into a claw clip. Good enough.

I walk out and sit on the bed. Lucius is staring at me with intent.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." I snort. He rolls his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Amora. For everything. I'll spend every day saying that."

"I know. I'm gonna work on it, ok?"

"Ok. Can I hug you?"

"Yes." He pulls me into a light hug. He is acting as if I'm made of China. He smells so good. I'll forgive him once I'm healed. I need some more time to sort everything out.

We pull away and rub his shoulder. He smirks and goes to ring the nurse bell. I stare in confusion. Nothing is wrong.

Once the nurse arrives she runs over to me and makes sure I'm ok. I nod and stare at Lucius.

"Nurse, we need an early check out."

***

"Honey oh baby we missed you! We tried going to the hospital this morning but that crazy old bat at the desk wouldn't let us!" My mom says as she wraps me in a light hug.

We have the lights on the plane dimmed low. I appreciate that they are all doing this for my comfort. They all even agreed to not look at their own phones out of respect to me. I love my family. Lucius isn't so bad.

"Now no running off again, you hear me? Your lucky to be alive!" My dad scolds. My mom sends him a look and Leo rolls his eyes.

"I think she's got that concept dad." Leo snaps.

"Shut it Leo I'm trying to knock some sense into your sister."

"Troy ease up will ya?" Mom complains. Lucius is next to me holding in a laugh.

"Ok ok I got it. I won't run away from my responsibilities." I reply. It was a childish thing to do. My emotions got the best of me.

"It's alright Ileó petit, I talked some sense into that fiancé of yours." Dad says, his brown eyes on Lucius who is looking at his lap. Aww, satan is embarrassed how cute.

"What did he say to you?" I turn my head to Lucius. He looks at me and then at my dad.

"To stop...being a little bitch and show the how I feel in a rational way."

"Ah."

"Mhm." He looks back at his hands. What a scared little boy. I think he's terrified of my dad.

****

The rest of the plane ride was fun. We played card games for most of it. I missed the family time we used to have before all this craziness. There is a part of me that wants Lucius to be a part of that.

But another part of me tells me he won't stay for long. He'll move on to someone prettier, wealthier, more powerful. He'll get bored of me and we'll have a horrendous divorce that will be all over the papers.

I'm glad to be back in Andorra. Spain is a lovely country but I don't think I'll ever go back because of my attempted murder plane crash.

I've been staring at my ceiling for an hour. The doctor said in about a week I should be back to normal. My ribs are almost healed surprisingly. Our wedding is in 12 days.

They couldn't reschedule the wedding since all of the paps and guests are flying in to see it. So, even though the crash is all over the news, I am still getting married next week.

I'm ok with it. No matter what I knew this is how it would end up. Even if it wasn't Lucius I would still not marry for love. At least I'm marrying someone that loves me.

I'm conflicted on my feelings for Lucius. On one hand I think he's a jerk who was a toxic possessive piece of crap. On the other hand I think he's a nice guy who's had a troubled past which makes him hide who he really is.

I guess being conflicted is ok for now.