The doctor's had instructed me to sit in the waiting room while they treated Andi. For the first five minutes, I sat in the cushioned chair, but I wasn't able to sit still. I kept thinking about Andi and I wondered if he was okay. I kicked my feet back and forth nervously and drummed my chipped onyx-painted nails on the wooden armrests.
I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up and started pacing back and forth, running my hands over my face briefly. The thought of him kept running through my mind even though it shouldn't. It shouldn't be there. He shouldn't be there. He shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be here.
I mean, he raped me. He raped me and yet here I am. In the waiting room of the hospital that Andi is in.
My train of thought crashed abruptly as a beautiful blonde nurse clacked her way down the hallway and into the waiting room. “Is there an Audrey here?” Immediately, I turned my head so that I could face the woman. “Andi..” I could feel my heart pounding faster, because I was worried of what she might say. Her eyes scanned the clipboard that she was holding and she forced a fake smile. “Andi is ready to see you, now.” She stated in a calming voice and I breathed a sigh of relief.
He was okay, wasn't he? Andi was okay. He was perfectly okay.
The nurse gave me his room number and I bolted down the hallway towards the elevator. I had to see him. I just had to. It was driving me crazy. I repeatedly pressed the up button, almost afraid that I might break it. As soon as the metal doors slid open, I was ever so relieved to see that only I would be getting in. I pressed the button for the second floor and started pushing the close door button.
“Hurry, hurry, hurry.” I hissed, rocking back and forth on my heels until the elevator began to move upwards.
***
I stepped into the room Andi was currently in and I gasped. “Oh, God.” I whispered when my eyes caught sight of the cast on his arm and some sort of healing strip over his swollen, almost purple, nose.
He flashed me a wavering smile and I rushed to his bedside. “Audrey. I'm so sorry about what I did to you.” He stated, not quite meeting my gaze. His apology was sincere, so I forgave him.
“It's okay.”
“No.” Andi said. “It's not okay. It's not fine and it's not alright. What I did.. Raping you.. That was wrong on so many levels and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I mean, it was Damon that I planned to hurt, but I probably scarred you for life.” He said. I could see a frown that had recently appeared on his face.
“Andi..” I said.
“How do I make it up to you? How do I fix it?” He asked. I looked at him and reached out to brush my fingertips along his cheek.
“Just forget about it.” I said. “You can pay your debts later. Anyways, are you alright?”
“Well, aside from the broken arm and partially broken nose, I feel like a hundred grand.” Andi smiled. I rolled my eyes.
“Okay.” I glanced up at the clock next to the TV in the corner of the room. School was over. I wasn't sure if I was still supposed to see Damon after what happened today. My phone buzzed and I slid it out of my pocket.
Remember our meetup. – Damon.
His text remained on my lock screen, for I didn't really feel like texting back at the moment. “Andi, I've got to go.” I quickly snatched a notepad and pen off of his bedside table and scribbled down my number. “Call me when you get discharged or if anything goes wrong. I need to know when to stop worrying.” I set the notepad back on the table and leaned over to kiss Andi's cheek. “Don't get yourself into anymore trouble.”
