The Days That Count

26. The Day He Was Immature

Last night

JORDAN'S POV:

I sat back in a chair and breathed out. It was unbelievable that I let her get hurt so much as to stay overnight in the hospital. Guilt overtakes me. Aliyah soon brings me ice coffee from a machine in the hall. Yvonne has come too but we haven't really spoken that much. I am aware that I was a bit harsh with her but I was just so freaked out when Heavenly got hurt that I didn't want to worry about trivialties as who was gonna ride with whom to the hospital.

"Are you okay?", she sits next to me and addresses me for the first time while I hold my face in my palms, shaking my leg.

"I'm so freaked out, " I confess, "If I was a bit faster none of this would have happened. "

"You can't blame yourself for these things. We are human. We can't do everything perfectly, " Yvonne tells me and takes a sip of my coffee.

I sigh and glance at her sideways. Her hair is tied up in a bun and she's wearing her dark brown winter coat. She looks like she freezed. Her nose is a bit red.

Mark, Connor, Elianna and Thalia drove her here when they came. Everyone is dispersed in the hospital, taking their time waiting. It's ten thirty already.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, "I quietly tell her, "I didn't mean to. I was just overwhelmed. "

She keeps quiet, then sighs deeply, "Okay. I know that. "

"Can you forgive me?"

"I think I can, " she pauses. Yvone has this habit of picking on her clothes whenever she's about to ask a risky question, "I just wanna know.. is there some history between you and Heavenly? Because you seem to act especially concerned when it comes to her. "

I blink a few times collecting my thoughts and straighten my back. We've come to this point but I don't really know what to say in order not to drive Yvonne away. Right now, I actually kind of like her. She's been a good girlfriend and we have a lot of fun together. I wouldn't want her leaving me because of my past feelings for Heavenly.

Are they in the past though?

I think I am working towards getting over her completely. I just can't help but crumble when something bad happens to her. I worried like a crazy man when she started crying in the faculty hall that day, but she acted as if nothing happened later on. Then something like this happens and I just can't keep up with her. It's not like I like her. It's just me worrying as a friend, I think.

"Look, Yvonne, "I run a hand through my hair, "Heavenly and I are friends since elementary. We are just really close and I worry about her a bit more than for a regular friend. There might have been some feelings in the past but I like you now. That's how things are, " I glance at her deeply, trying to measure her belief in my words.

She stares back and nods slowly, "Okay. "

Suddenly, Maxx appears around the corner close to us and gives me a long gaze. I look back at him as if questioning what he wants. He couldn't have heard us, could he?

"Hey Maxx, "Yvonne greets him.

"Hey. I came to speak to you, "he says as he stands in front of us, "It's ten thirty already. Heavenly obviously isn't waking up until morning so I think it's meaningless if everyone loses a night of sleep waiting here. I can stay with her during the night. You guys should go home. You've done enough. "