The piercing white light hit my eyes. Peeling my eyes open more, everything's the same shade of white and blue. A prickle of anxiety runs up my spine as I wonder where I am. Why is everything so white? What happened to me?
"W-where am I?" I croaked.
"You're in the hospital. You fell, when you were in your room and hit your head on something," Mum said, pushing away some hair that was on my forehead.
"Where's Blair?" I asked, remembering that I was at the window and something or someone hit me. Knowing I couldn't tell my mum that information I knew I needed to see Blair as fast as possible.
"She's been waiting out in the hall for you, Marcus called her," she explained.
"Can I see her? Where's dad?" I questioned trying to sit up a little.
"Your dad couldn't make it, something to do with work. I'll go get her," Mum replied, wiping her hands on her jeans, brushing away invisible dirt and getting up from her chair going towards the door.
***
Blair entered the room rushing over to me. "I was so worried. How are you? Do you believe that bullshit story your mum told you, I don't. What if it's something to do with when I got hurt and the texts and letters," she rambled.
"I'm fine and no I did not fall, something hit me on the back of my head. I agree that I think it was the stalker they'd just texted me before it happened."
"Did your mum tell you what happened to your head?" she asked.
"No, just that I'd 'fallen' , what happened?" I asked curiously.
"You cracked your head open and you're lucky that it was your only injury. Although what's good is that it wasn't too deep so you didn't need to get stitches, you just passed out," she said lightly stroking her hand through the ends of my hair.
I leaned up so I could connect my lips with hers.
"I love you," she whispered to me.
"I love you too," I responded.
***
I got to leave the hospital soon after because I felt fine and the doctor explained everything to me. Blair and I are holding hands as we leave the hospital and go to the car.
"Blair, do you want a lift?" My mum asked, trying to be polite.
"Umm okay," Blair replied, getting into the backseat with me.
"What music do you guys want to listen to?" Marcus said, going through the CD's.
"My chemical romance," I started looking over to Blair who shrugged.
"I don't mind, my sister normally decides," Blair replied.
"Okay," Marcus said, putting the CD into the player. Mum's face scrunched up at the mention of My Chemical Romance but as she's trying the whole acceptance thing she doesn't say a word.
'Famous Last Words' came on which is one of my favourites. No one was really talking to one another creating an awkward silence.
"So Blair you have a sister, what's her name?" Mum asked, trying to make conversation which will probably end up being even more awkward.
"Jessie. She's older than me and really annoying."
"I know the feeling," Marcus mumbled.
"Hey! I heard you," I protested, crossing both my arms and pouting.
Blair and Marcus laughed but I tried to stay grumpy. Ultimately I failed and started laughing.
***
Blair got dropped off at her house and I walked her up to her front door. I quickly kissed her then we said our goodbyes. Going back to the car Marcus and my mum were both looking directly in front of them. Mum tried to act normal like she didn't mind me kissing Blair and Marcus didn't care but didn't want to see me kissing someone because that's weird.
We got home, my dad isn't there yet which is a good thing. When it is time for dinner he isn't here which isn't really weird because he does this a lot. As I go up to my room I hate that I feel unsafe. The stalker was in here. They know how to get into my house; into my room.
***
Once my dad got home I could hear my mum trying to explain everything to him. Like most days it ended with an argument. He didn't seem to care about me being in hospital but did care about mum giving us all our "gay rubbish" back.
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