Saving Words (Book 2) [Boy X Boy]

Chapter 12

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PICTURE to the right (or top) ------> TAMMY CARTER-EVANS

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• ONE WEEK LATER •

"The funeral will be next week." June says softly, in a sad voice. Lyndsey cries softly in her dad's arms and he pets her hair softly. Sam and hope as here as well. Everyone is here.

"I'm so sorry sweetie..." Chad coos in Lyndsey's ear and she sobs silently. Layton is typing away angrily on his lap top. He's made several angry phone calls as well in the few days he's been here. Mike and chris hold their daughter's hands and try to comfort her. They've been talking about the funeral a lot today. Almost as much as someone would talk about a wedding.

I crack my eyes open and wince. It's so fucking bright. I groan in pain as I try to move my arm. All eyes turn on my as a collection of gasps sound. "A-Aaron? Aaron! You're awake!" I hear Devon, Lyndsey, chris, June, and dad yell all at once. I groan again at the loud sound.

"Will you guys shut the fuck up? I'm trying to sleep..." I mutter, my voice feeling extremely raspy and dry. It's like I haven't had anything to drink in days.

"Aaron!? Don't you understand!? You were in a coma! For a whole week! You weren't asleep!" June and chris yell. Like mother like daughter I guess.

"Do you guys mind? Stop fucking yelling. And I was asleep... I woke up last night but no one was here so I went back to sleep..." I mutter slightly and everyone's faces turn blank.

"A-are you serious?" Pops asks me and I nod. "Only you... Only you Aaron..."

"He does like his sleep..." Lyndsey whispers to herself. Suddenly everyone's expressions turn back to giant grins as then surround my bed. Lyndsey and Devon are in tears while everyone attacks me with a hug. With every touch I hold back a loud scream of pain. Don't they realise I'm in the hospital for a reason!?

"So who's funeral have you guys not shut up about yet?" I ask slightly finding pain in even talking. Their once cheerful expression changes to a sad one and they all look down. Even my parents look depressed. What did I miss? How long was I out again?

"I-it's um... M-Megan's..." Devon tells me and I look over at him. I give him the best confused look I can pull off with this bandage on my face. "S-she... She's gone." He tells me and I sigh and stare up at the ceiling. So we were too late. I guess I should have figured, she isn't here right now. I look over at my sister then hold my hand up to have her some over to me. I do the best I can to hold her into a hug.

"I'm sorry. I'm so glad you're ok though." I whisper to her, holding her as tight as possible. She buries her face in my neck and she gently hugs me, careful where she places her hands and I remember exactly what happened. That's right, I got pushed off the second floor onto sharp metal bars.

After letting her go and kissing her head again I'm finally able to appreciate everyone who is here. First, my parents. My dad who was enraged at the laptop his now by the side on my bed with pops right next to him. "When did you guys get here?" I ask them.

"We've been here all week. Chris called us as soon as you were admitted to the hospital. You had us worried sick!" Pops says and I suffer a chuckle.

"Sorry, didn't really have any control over that. So I was out a week huh? Lot longer than the last time." I smirk. I get into all kinds of trouble, the longest I was out before was four days.

"Will you please try to not set new records..." My dad says sighing heavily and dropping his head. Pops rubs his back and laughs lightly. "Why didn't you call us when this first happened almost a month ago?" My dad asks getting mad again.