Kissing In Colorado

Kissing In Colorado: "To The Hospital!" [15]

The next week was hard for Kale. Either Ryan and/or I was with him at all times. During the few classes I did have with Kale, I made sure to check on him by sneaking a glance in his direction every few minutes. Ryan tried to be with Kale as much as possible, and lucky for us, there was only two classes Kale didn't have with Ryan nor I. Skye was in one of those classes, so she had suggested she could make sure he was OK, and it sounded fantastic. For the other class, there was only one person that Kale, Ryan, Skye, or I talked to. Mia.

While Kale did have a difficult week, trying to explain to his teachers why if he passed out in the middle of the class, they should call 911, and begin CPR, whether or not he had a pulse, my week was horrendous. It was Friday, and I was excited that I could spend the whole weekend with Kale, and relaxing. After a week at that school, everyone needed that weekend to come.

Mia managed to avoid me all week, and since our lunch tables were assigned, she sat on the opposite side with her back turned to me. Skylar and Ryan wanted to know what was going on, but Kale insisted they dropped it, knowing how upset it would make me to speak the horrific words that were causing me to stay awake all night dreaming of Cam. And, trust me, they weren't dreams. I had nightmares. Terrifying nightmares.

I just wanted to give Mia a huge hug and tell her how sorry I was. I wasn't sorry because I told her, because she needed to hear it. I wasn't sorry that I was mad at her, because even at my worst, I was never really angry. I was just hurt. I was sorry that she had to hear that, because if anyone ever told me Kale did that, I would deny it too.

I guess if you're really in love with someone, no matter what they do, no matter how horrible, you can always find a way to forgive them. I understood why Mia still wanted to be with Cam. I understood all of that, but I was worried for her safety. On Monday, she mysteriously had a black eye. She told everyone it was nothing, but I'm sure it was Cam and his anger towards Kale and I. And, that's what scared me too. Cam picked Mia up from school every day, and I walk through the office at the end of the day.

I mean, Kale's there with me, but it's still terrifying. Kale makes sure that whenever we walked past Cam, he was closest to him, and I was snuggled against his shirt, or sweatshirt in today's case. I wanted to talk to Mia, but I didn't know what I wanted to say.

"Mia," I finally spoke at lunch on Friday.

"Hi," She turned towards me and slammed her books down.

"Listen, about--"

"Not here."

"But, I just wanted--"

"Not here!" She hissed back.

"Are you two OK?" Skye asked, and Kale shot a dirty look at Ryan.

Ryan set his hand on Skye's shoulder, begging her to shut up without saying any words at all. The rest of lunch was silent. It was awkward.

***

"Mia," I called after her as she walked out of the school parking lot, following behind Cam.

Cam shot me a look and grabbed Mia's wrist tightly, preventing her from coming over to talk to me. When I saw the way she flinched, I realized that that black eye wasn't a one time thing. And, that's when I took a chance. I pushed away from Kale and ran after them. I grabbed Mia's other hand, and a tear dripped down her face as she eyed my hand clutching her wrist.

"Let go, please just let go."

"Mia, come with me."

"Let go of me, Hanna."

"Please, please. Please!"

"Hanna, please. I'm fine."

"She's fine, Lanceman. Get lost,"