cindy berman imagines <3

strange pt. 2

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cindy's pov:

i ran out of the house. ziggy asked where i was going but i didn't have time to answer. i got in my car and fumbled putting in the key.

"damn it! stupid car! fuck!" after a few more tries i finally got it.

i back out of the driveway and speed down the street. i'm definitely going over the speed limit but this town has bigger problems to worry about instead of a speeding teenager.

i have a good reason anyway.

i'm not going to a friends house.

or a party.

or the store.

i'm going to the hospital.

before i left i got a call. from y/n's brother daniel.

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"i didn't know who else to call. i know you two broke up b-but dads away for work a-and y/n went out. and she she didn't come home and i j-just thought she was crashing at alice's-"

"danny get to the point." he was starting to stress me out.

"ok ok sorry. um y/n got into a fight. the hospital called me and as soon as i hung up i called you. c-can you pick me up?"

"i'll be there in five."

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so that's where i'm going now. to pick up danny.

even though me and y/n broke up about three months ago i still think about.

i still love her.

i pulled up in front of y/n's and danny was already outside. he got in my car and i started driving again.

we were quiet the whole ride but i didn't mind.

he didn't give me too many details on her condition so all the possible scenarios were running through my head.

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i pulled into a parking spot and danny and i got out of the car. i almost forgot to lock it but he reminded me.

we ran into the hospital and stop at the desk. the lady looked up at us and i tried to gather myself,"u-um y/n y/l/n? she was brought in not too long ago?"

"are you family?"

"this is her brother a-and i'm her...i'm her girlfriend." i know, i know. but if i would've said i was just a friend they wouldn't let me in. and i wanted to see her. i needed to.

she looked down at her log and back at us,"ok um just down that hall it's the second door on the right."

we made our way to her room and danny rushed in. i stood in the doorway for a minute.

she was awake but groggy. she was talking to danny as he held her hand. her face was all banged up, like she had gotten into a fight. her hands were bruised like she had punched someone. when danny went to fix her pillow it looked like it hurt her to sit up.

i turned around and found one of the doctors,"um excuse me, are you treating y/n y/l/n?"

"yes i am. how can i help you?"

"could you tell me exactly what happened to her? i didn't get much details over the phone."

"oh sure. um well she had gotten into a fist fight. she told us she was at a house party and some things were said and one thing led to another. there's no major injuries though. she has two bruised ribs. few scratches here and there on her face. long story short she's just gonna be sore for a few days. and with the condition her fists are in i can tell she can throw a hell of a punch." he chuckled at the last part trying to lighten the mood.

i had one more question that i had been itching to know since danny called me,"do you by any chance know if alcohol had any part in this?"

he looked at his files,"no i don't believe so. she did have a pack of cigarettes on her but that obviously didn't have an effect. i think the words that were said had a certain effect on her."

"ok thank you," he gave me a tight lipped smile before walking away. i turned around and saw danny standing behind,"jesus danny!"

"sorry i didn't want to interrupt. um she's asking for you."

"what? how does she even know i'm here. i didn't go in."

danny scoffed,"she saw you in the doorway dumbass, before you turned around. just go in there."

i slowly walked into the room. she had her eyes closed but i could tell she was awake. i closed the door which made her open her eyes.

"hey," her voice was raspy. she sounded tired. i walked over to the chair next to her bed and sat down,"i appreciate you driving danny over but you didn't have to stay."

"no no, i um i wanted to. i wanted to see you," she made eye contact with me before looking down at her hands,"how do you feel?"

she shrugged,"looks worse than it is."

"so, you gonna tell me what the fight was about?" she said something but i couldn't make it out,"sorry what?" another mumble,"y/n i cant hear you,"

"you!"

i was taken back by her answer,"me?"

"yeah. tommy started talking shit about our relationship and that wound is still fresh so i got mad and hit him. which led to him hitting me back and well you know the rest."

i ran a hand through my hair,"um wh- what did he say?"

"stupid shit like how i fucked up which i'm aware of and how i let go the 'best girl in shadyside' which i am also aware of," i looked at her with sad eyes, not sure what to say,"i'm sorry cindy."

"what?"

"i'm sorry. i was an idiot. i should've listened to you when you told me not to drive. i should've let you help me when i didn't understand the homework. i just...i should've listened and i'm sorry."

tears started to form in my eyes and i tried my best to hold them back. apparently i didn't do a good job because one slipped and y/n wiped it away with her thumb.

she put her hand back down and i grabbed it. i lightly ran my thumb over her bruised knuckles,"i'm gonna help you," she looked at me confused,"i'm gonna help you with the drinking and with school. i've missed you. and i wanna take care of you."

she went to argue but u stopped her,"y/n you and danny are practically living alone. you're living off of stuff you're friends from the grocery store give you. stay with me and ziggy."

she thought for a second before answering,"what about you and me?"

i gave her a small smile,"we'll take things slow. but if you want, i'd like it if you'd be my girlfriend again?"

a small smile started to form on her face,"yeah, i'd like that berman."

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YALL IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I WAS PROCRASTINATING

BUT DONT WORRY THERES DEF GONNA BE A PART 3