Only With You

Caress

        Being in bed sucks. Not being able to move much without getting ditzy sucks even more. I couldn’t complain after all though, because I was alive, and that’s not something everyone can say after an accident. I was still trying to wrap my head around everything that happened in the last 48 hours but it was so hard to do it.
           
        When I woke up after the accident I was on a bed in the hospital- my family and a doctor by my side. Everyone there were making me nervous and I had so many thoughts in my head that the headache I had was almost inevitable, which only added to the pain I was already feeling in my head. My parents were crying, the doctor was making a million questions and even the police came to make some questions about the accident.
           
        After a few hectic minutes, the doctor and the police officer were out of the room and I could calm a bit more. By that time my mom stopped crying so much and was able to explain what happened to me. Apparently, the only thing that I had was a little contusion caused by the window I hit with the side of my head. I had a few little scratches all over my face and two bigger gashes on the right side of my head; one just above my eyebrow that was about half an inch long and other one that was over my ear that was about an inch long. I was lucky they didn’t shave my head to do the stiches. All in all, I ended up pretty well, having in mind what could have happened to me.
           
        About Emma, she had the same luck, only that she didn’t pass out like I did and managed to call an ambulance. I wasn’t allowed to see her at all on Saturday, even after I was told I could go home. But we did text and she was just fine, just really guilty about the accident because she considered it was her fault. Of course I tried to convince her otherwise but she wasn’t listening to any of it. Maybe she should have paid more attention to the road, but it wasn’t her fault that the other driver was driving on our side of the road on a rainy day and going so fast!
           
        Now it was Sunday morning and I was home since last night. I was sitting on my bed with the TV on and Emma was by my side. She was able to go home on Saturday morning, just a few hours before I was sent home too. Since we didn’t see each other since the accident, Emma decided to take a cab here to see how I was doing. Her car was being repaired so she had to take a cab everywhere for the next few days because she wasn’t allowed to even ride a bike- we couldn’t make any kind physical effort after all.
           
        “I’m sorry Izzy,” Emma broke the silence since the first time she got here. I didn’t know why things got so awkward between us, but after the conversation with ‘my guardian angel’, I couldn’t stop thinking about his words, and leading Emma on when I wasn’t sure about my feelings was something I wasn’t going to do. That was stopping me from acting like my normal-flirty-self.
           
        “Stop saying that, Emma. It wasn’t your fault and you know that,” I tried to change her mind.
           
        “But I did look at you and I should have been looking at the road,” she insisted.
           
        “Emma,” I took her hand in both of mine and looked at her with a serious expression, “It was just for a second, and that wouldn’t change a thing. That asshole was driving straight at us.”
           
        Emma shook her head and looked down at our hands. “He is in jail now. The police found his car crashed against a tree too but he didn’t have a single scratch. He was totally wasted though.”
           
        That was the first time I heard about the man in the car since the accident. No one even bothered to tell me what happened to him. I nodded. “That’s great; he can’t kill anyone in there.”
           
        She looked up at me and gave me a little smile. “Yeah, it is,” she let out a little sigh before continuing, “You scared the shit out of me, Izzy. I thought you were dead when the accident happened.”
           
        I gave Emma’s hand a little squeeze to comfort her. “I’m okay now. There’s nothing to worry about, okay?”
           
        Emma gave me a little a nod and opened her mouth to say something but my phone ringing cut her off. I gave Emma an apologetic look before I let go of her hand to reach for my phone on my night stand. The screen read ‘My pup’. April. I only took a second to wonder what made her call me so early before I answered the call.
           
        “Hello?” I said unsure of how to talk, since we haven’t fixed a thing between us since we talked the day of the party. She doesn’t know about the accident.
           
        “Izzy? Can we talk? I need you,” April’s shaky voice said. She sounded so small and broken.
           
        I frowned, full of concern now. “Are you okay, April? What happened?”
           
        I heard April let out a shaky breath and now there was no doubt she was crying. “Zac happened… Can you come here? I really need my best friend Izzy.”
           
        As soon as I heard Zac’s name I was boiling. I quickly shot up from the bed- ignoring the pain in my head- and walked quickly to the closet, putting on the first jacket I found. “Where are you April? I will go right now,” I said.
           
        I heard a loud sob on the other side of the phone and my heart nearly broke. I hated to even hear her crying. “I’m home. The door is open, just come straight to my room,” April said and I finished to put my sneakers on.
           
        “I’m going right now. Just hang out a minute there,” I said and I heard a faint ‘okay’ from April before the line went death.
           
        I started walking towards my bedroom door but a hand on my wrist stopped me. Until that moment I totally forgot about Emma. “What are you doing?” Emma asked.
           
        “I’m sorry Emma, but I have to go. April needs me,” I said, now facing her.
           
        Emma let out a little sigh that sounded more like a groan. She seemed really annoyed by all of this. “April again? You have to be kidding me.”
           
        I tilted my head to the side, not understanding what she meant by that. “What do you mean by ‘April again’?” I questioned.
           
        “I meant that it’s not the first time she is interrupting something,” Emma’s almost snapped at me.
           
        I was frowning now. Of course I pulled away from her Friday night when we were kissing but it wasn’t April’s fault and now she was definitely not interrupting anything. “I don’t know what you are talking about Emma, but April didn’t interrupt a thing just now. We can talk tomorrow at school,” I said and yanked by wrist away from her grip.
           
        Emma shook her head and looked quite frustrated. “Just be careful around her. Every time she gets close to you, she hurts you.”
           
        I couldn’t believe what she was saying. Sure, I wasn’t in the best terms with April since last week, but that didn’t give Emma the right to judge my relationship with April. I wasn’t going to let her talk like that about my best friend. “Look, maybe we had a fight a week ago, but we are not always like this. April is my best friend and you can’t talk like that about her or our relationship cause you don’t know her,” I said and Emma opened her mouth to say something but I continued talking, “I will go now. See you tomorrow at school Emma, and close the door on your way out.”