THIS IS A FILLER CHAPTER I'M SORRY
"Charlie, as much as I want to...I can't. My boyfriend is in hospital, and no-one knows what's wrong with him. It'd be wrong of me to go. As soon as Reece wakes up, he'll want to see me, and it will break his heart if he hears that I've run away to America with his best friend. Reece doesn't deserve his heart to be broken, and especially not by me." I sighed.
"Y-you're...actually, dating?" Charlie question, his head frantically shaking. His trembling hand raked through his hair, which had flattened in the duration of the night. His head landing into his hands, as he glanced quickly in my direction, with a hurt expression covering his face.
"You didn't know?" I quietly spoke, staring at Charlie, hoping that he'd look around and actually speak to me, but he didn't. Instead he just shook his head again. I sighed and leaned back on the bench, watching the stars.
How did Charlie not know? Reece and Charlie were probably the closest out of all the boys, and I would have expected Reece to have told him first, but I guess he didn't. He told me that he wouldn't tell Charlie, because it would only upset him, and I agreed, but I regret that now, I wish I had told Charlie. Charlie would have attempted to be happy for me, he would have understood, it would've been better for him to hear it that way. Not now, not when we're outside a hospital, the both of us rather upset about Reece.
"I'm sorry, Charlie." I sighed, as I placed the flowers on to the floor below. Charlie looked up, his eyes were filled with tears.
"So everything I did to you, it meant nothing?" He growled, wiping his face with the cuth of his sleeve.
"Charlie n-"
"The presents I gave you, the days I spent with you. They meant nothing... What was I to you? A friend, something to distract you? Because you meant so much more to me Autumn. I don't know what I'm more pissed off about, the fact that you didn't tell me or the fact that Reece didn't tell me." He grumbled as he viciously arose from the bench. "I actually thought you were different, but you and Rosie are exactly alike, you just used me. Forget it, I don't care anymore Autumn." He began to exit the hospital car park, until he was just a mere silhouette, standing directly in front of a car whose headlights shone through him.
I was left alone at midnight. Now in every fantasy this is where the Prince Charming will kiss his princess and some miracle would happen and would solve all the troubles in the world, and they would live happily ever after. Unfortunately my Prince Charming was lying in a hospital bed, and my other hope at a Prince Charming had walked away from me, believing that I was a recarnation of his dreaded ex, Rosie.
I wasn't sure what I was more upset about, the fact that I was being compared to Rosie, and had possibly lost one of my best friends, or the fact that Reece was lying in a hospital bed, after being involved in a car accicent. Charlie hadn't heard my story, so he just presumed everything, he presumed I was using him, he presumed I didn't enjoy his company. Every single thing he did, I enjoyed. I didn't want his presents, simply because I didn't deserve them. Everyday I spent with him, was another day I enjoyed, and he knows all of this. I don't know what's gotten into him. Using Reece as an excuse was lame, just because it had affected him in various ways, doesn't mean you should lash out on one of your friends. I wasn't exactly coping with Reece's sudden incident, but I'm managing to contain myself. I have nothing to be angry over, and everything to be sad about, but I'm doing okay. I just have a lot of patience.
