Her Saviour!

Chapter 6

~At the hospital~

I wake up, sorta. I can hear and feel things but I don't want to open my eyes. I feel Michael's hand holding mine, or at least I think it Michael's. I open my eyes and see him, he doesn't notice I'm awake though. He's crying, I've never seen him cry so hard. (H)

I stay sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, as I also hold Hannah's hand tightly with one hand, using my other hand to wipe away some tears that have fallen onto my cheeks. I stay looking down, not wanting anyone to see me cry so hard. I care about this girl, a lot. If I lose her, it's like I'm losing half of myself. (M)

I look up at Michael, he didn't notice. "For a guy who's 'Bad' you can't expect him to cry." I say chuckling.(H)

I look up almost straight away, once I hear Hannah's voice. I squeeze her hand and stand up from the chair, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed and wrapping my hands around her, not even taking the time to laugh at her reference. (M)

"You're not mad at me?" I say referring to cutting myself. I broke the one promise that we had so...(H)

"I'm just glad you're okay." I answer, standing up from the edge of the bed and sitting back down on the chair, grabbing and squeezing her hand once again. "Why? What brought on the need to cut yourself?" I ask. (M)

"Am I not good enough for you?" I say changing the question. (H)

I look at her for a moment in slight confusion. "What're you talking about?" I ask, letting go of her hand and just continuing to look at her.(M)

"You don't get it! I fricking love you, Michael Joseph Jackson!" I say. I grab his hand and pull him closer. I kiss him, to prove what I was saying. (H)

I kiss her back, still shocked by the words I just heard from her. After we both pull back from the kiss, I move up and kiss her forehead, mumbling, "I love you too.". (M)

I wrap my arms around him. "I know you hate this but, I'm so sorry. I just, I dunno. When you said that we're gonna tell the new that we were nothin, I just thought I wasn't good enough for you."(H)

"You're not good enough for me." I say, pausing between those words and my other sentence. "You're too good for me." I finish. I walk over to the hospital bed once again and lay down on the available space left on the edge of the bed. I move a piece of hair from her face. "Just promise me one thing; you won't cut yourself ever again. Please? I can't go through the pain of watching this happen again, and I can't stand the fact of thinking about how much pain this must be for you." I state.(M)

"It doesn't hurt, to be honest. But yes I promise I won't cut ever again." I say. I grab his hand. I turn on my side and look at him. I hug him and lay my head on his chest. (H)

I move my other hand up to her head, playing with locks of her hair. "Whether it hurts or not, you're harming yourself." I state.(M)

"I know, I won't okay. I promise." I say starting to shiver, I'm so cold. (H)

"Thank you." I say, kissing her temple. I notice her start to shiver and grab the blanket on the hospital bed, covering her up with it, before wrapping my arm around her, and pulling her closer.(M)

I kiss Michael, and he kisses back; he's such a good kisser. We lay there for a while just kissing. After a while, we pull away and I put my head on his chest once again.(H)

I smile at her, after pulling back from the kiss. I stand up from the hospital bed after a minute, once one of the doctors walk into the room.(M)

I smile at the doctor. "We made sure everything is okay, and you should fine to go home now. Just get lots or rest and water." The doctor says.
I sit up and try to get out of bed, but Michael stops me. (H)