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Am i doing something wrong?

I remember waking up in a hospital room and I felt really shitty, I had tubes and shit hooked up on my arms and I heard the door open. Fuckshit came in and he looked tired but he had a little smile on his face, I smiled softly and he gave me a hug. I sat up and hugged him back, he mumbled to me

"you feel okay?"

"I feel like I got hit by a Ford while going 80 in a 30."

He sat on the bed with me and I gave him a kiss, he turned pink and I laughed a bit.

"did my mom stop by?"

"um, she knows he's dead and we tried to get in touch with her. she didn't care."

"why the hell am I not surprised."

I had a couple cuts on my face and one on my bottom lip that stung, I wish my mom actually gave a shit about me instead of her dead fiancé.

"Well now i don't have either parents in my life, am I doing something wrong for her to hate me?"

"you aren't doing shit for her to be like this-

"Then why the hell am I almost dead and she doesn't give a shit!"

I had tears well up in my eyes and I just let them fall, I didn't give a shit anymore. I put my head back on my pillow and just looked at the ceiling, he intertwined our fingers together and kissed my bottom lip because of my cut.

"why do I do everything wrong, I can't even fucking stand up to my prick step-dad..."

"in my eyes you're perfect..."

He said while wrapping me in his arms, he felt me shaking and he kissed my forehead before putting his chin on top of my head. I felt that warm feeling again when I was around him, but I pulled away because I knew that just like everyone else he would leave. He looked confused and that's when I took out my colored contacts that were dark brown because they were irritating my eyes, I had light hazel eyes and I said

"I never liked my eye color so I keep these on..."

He smiled and that's when the nurse walked in saying that I could leave, I nodded and she gave me my clothes from before. I went over to the small bathroom to change into them and once I finished I tasted blood in my mouth, I rinsed my mouth out and bright red blood came out when i spit.

"holy shit..."

I shook my head and walked out to Fuckshit, he opened his arms and I gave him a hug. He closed his eyes and hugged me tightly, I swear he fell asleep for a second before I said

"you need sleep fuckface..."

"I think we both need some sleep."

I smiled and we walked out to the receptionist desk before he signed me out, we went out to his car and before I got in I heard someone call my name. I turned to see my mother looking at me dead in my eyes, I froze in fear as she started to come towards me.

"fuckshit..."

"what's up?"

"look."

He looked where I was looking and he pulled me in the car as she started to run towards me, we both got in and he sped off before she could catch up to us. My heart was racing and he held my hand, i smiled softly and said

"thank you..."

"it's no problem ma."

He drove to his house since it was around eight in the morning I think and we both needed sleep, I looked at my wrists which had faded scars on them from when I would get overwhelmed from the abuse.