Forbidden feelings- Billie dean Howard

𝙸𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞?

(Billies Pov)

I was awaken to the sound of voices. Voices talking over each other. I quickly rubbed my eyes and sat up, now realizing I was surrounded by people in uniforms. Nurse uniforms.

I've always had a fear of hospitals. The stories my mother used to tell me about them were unsettling. I felt my heart beat rapidly, now realizing I was laying in a hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown. My biggest fear coming to a reality.

I looked back at the nurses, terrified. There was about 6 of them at least.

"Why am I here?"

One of them decided to speak up. "Oh look she's alive" She let out a laugh, and the others decided to laugh along with her.

"Is this some kind of joke?" I felt anger build up inside me at the sight of them laughing like none of this mattered.

"Do you not know what happened?" One of the nurses raised their eyebrow at me.

"No. I don't. Isn't it obvious?"

A nurse who stood in the corner cleared his throat. "You were in a car crash billie. It knocked you unconscious for days. Ring any bells?"

A car crash?

"This is ridiculous I don't remember being in a crash."

One of the nurses scoffed at my response. "Really? You don't remember getting into a crash with that woman you were with?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm a grown woman I shouldn't be her-"

One of them interrupted. "You don't know who she is? The one who ended up in the crash with you? I'm sure her name was.. Y/N. Something like that."

My thoughts came rushing to my head hearing that name. I replayed the moment of me and Y/N driving to the bar, and having a few drinks. My mind went blank right after.

"Where is she? Where is Y/N? What happened to her?"

The nurse didn't hesitate to respond. "In a different hospital." She shrugged it off like it was nothing. I could tell she didn't care. None of them did.

"What do you mean in a different hospital? Is she okay?"

I watched as the other nurses left the room. One nurse remained with me. She grabbed a stack of papers, setting them down on my lap. "We don't know if your friends okay since she's at a different hospital."

I was tired of putting up with this

"Well i'm leaving. I'm going to get Y/N since i'm the only one who gives a damn."

I shook my head and got up from my hospital bed. I realized I was covered in bruises and had a major concussion.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you"

I looked back at the nurse. "Oh really? And why's that?" She lifted up the paperwork she had put on my lap and held out a pen.

"We got a call from your husband. He saw you on the news. He's going to be coming any minute to sign this paperwork so he can bring you home."