"You are free to leave." the nurse says. "Thank you." I stand up and walk to Taylors room. "Hey, I wanted you to know Im released. Im free to leave."
He doesn't stir. "Okay um bye."
I walk out of the hospital and make my way to the car, bringing back awful memories. The crash, Serenity. I shake the thoughts out of my head and drive home to Taylors apartment.I walk to the kitchen and unwrap the bandages, revealing my scabs. I bring a small knife to my arm, sending beads of blood down.
I slice, not too deep. One thought goes through my head.
relief . I hear a knock on the door.Quickly, I clean up the blood and throw on a sweater, running to the door and swinging it open. Taylor stands in the doorframe.
He looks down and gives me a pitiful ' your so lucky I love you' look and leans in. This may sound cheesy, but sparks flew. I honestly love him to the moon and back.
"You know that this is a white sweater, right?" He chuckles and walks in.
I am so lucky to have him.
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