A horrible croak filled the room, silencing everyone.
I simply closed my eyes, not yet ready to face the fact that that sound just came from throat. After that things seem to pass in a blur. I only had one question constantly running through my mind.
What about the record deal.
I obviously wasn't off to a very good start to my career. A career I was now very likely to lose. The thought brought tears to my eyes. Even though at first I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted it, after being accepted I was really looking forward to it.
The, he walked in. After all the people I would have liked to see right now,he wasn't one of them. But nevertheless, the sight of him made my heartbeat go a little faster. The only thing was I wasn't sure why. Sadly I was still hooked up to the monitor thing and he smiled as he saw the beeps increase. I just frowned.
He took confident steps towards but I could see through his unfaltering gaze. There was something in there that said he wasn't all he looked to be. I thought back to the other day and remembered how confidently I had told him that he liked me, and how he looked like he did.
I started sweating, all my previous courage had left me and I was left there with nowhere to go. Seriously, I was in a hospital bed, there was nowhere to hide.
So instead of panicking I forced my heartbeat to calm down and took long deep breaths. He came and sat on the edge of the bed, too close for comfort. I forced myself not to look weak and I looked him straight in the eye.
That was my first mistake. I made the fatal error of looking into his eyes and now I faced the consequences as like many times before I got lost in them. The grey eyes looked so pale they were almost clear and as I watched one a piece of wavy hair fell across his eyes I had a strange urge to brush it back.
Mentally shaking my head, I cleared my head from all thoughts of how hot he looked this close. It was only made worse by the fact that I could see through his whole 'bad boy' facade to the vulnerability below.
"Why are you here?" my voice came out not much more than whisper and I was reminded of the words of the doctor when I first tested my voice
( flashback)
Silent tears streamed down my face as the realisation of how I sounded like and what it meant sunk in. I heard the doctors and nurses say things to me but I wasn't listening to them. All I could hear was a blur of noise as I focused on nothing and everything.
Anything but the truth. But I knew I couldn't deny it much longer. The doctor patiently told me that my lungs had inhaled a lot of smoke while I was in the apartment. It was a miracle I hadn't passed out earlier.
However, the smoke had also grated against my throat, making it hard for me to speak except in a hushed rasp. I was going to have to keep any kind of physical exertion to a minimum I was told to rest my voice.
But that wasn't all. They also said that there was a very small chance that my voice would change. For better or for worse, I didn't know. But the one thing I was worried about was that if it did change, then would SilverSun records like it? Or would they cast her aside as a rock star who wasn't meant to be.
(flashback ends)
"Why shouldn't I be here?" he said, a stupid smirk on is lips, "After all, my girl's in the hospital."
I stopped breathing at that. " I. Am. NOT. Your. Girl" I ground out, emphasizing each word to make sure he got the message. But this only made him smirk even more. I desperately wanted to slap it off his face but I realised that that might not be such a good idea.
His hand crept across the sheets to hold mine but I jerked my fingers back as soon as our hands touched. I didn't believe in the whole 'sparks' flying when you touch your true love crap but I did feel my hands tingle in that brief moment their hands had touched, though I might have imagined it.
"There's no point denying it. You already know I love you, all you need to do is say the same thing to me". I felt his breath on my ear as he spoke. I hadn't even realised he was that close until now and I tried to hide my blush. But there was no point because the erratic beeping coming from the machine just gave it away.
Thankfully, a nurse came to my rescue as she pointed out that visiting hours were over and that he would have to leave.
"Until next time Jade" I couldn't stop the shiver that ran down my back at his words. I barely heard what the nurse said to me, but I knew enough to know that she told me I would be staying for observation during the night and that I would be staying on my own.
I lied down in bed and only just looked at the clock. It was midnight already and I thought it was weird that only this morning I had almost died.
The events of today took their toll and I was exhausted as I lie down. But for some reason sleep wouldn't come. I kept thinking back to that box I had risked my life for, and maybe, forsaken my voice for.
It was important though, and I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I had let it burn in there. Then I had a sudden thought. Speaking of the box, where exactly was it?
I panicked at the thought of losing it after risking so much just to save it. It wasn't anywhere near me when I woke up in the hospital but I distinctly remember holding it before I fainted.
I would just have to deal with the problem tomorrow though, right now sleep looked a hell lot closer and I wasn't about to turn my back on it.
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Teen FictionHi, Jade here. Pretty, popular, perfect. The three words nobody is and everyone wants to be, including me. But you see, everyone has their own vision of perfection, and you can never live up to all of them. So some might say I was the girl who threw...
