it's not that simple.

Chapter 22

2 Days...

I've spend 2 long days at this Hospital,

Waiting...

Just Waiting....

Thats all we could do now, is wait...

I'm sleep deprived and hungry, the bags under my tired eyes show I haven't slept. My stomach growls from time to time , and my head aches bad.

The doctors that come in and out encourage me to go home and rest, but I won't, for when they come back 5 minutes later i'm still siting in this very chair....

My elbows propped up on my thighs and my hair a crazy mess, my smile has faded into a thin line. My lips have only turned into a grin once in the last 48 hours, I had smiled when Jayce sat up. By then the doctors had surrounded him, and closed me off of my view, But I had managed a smile.

He hasn't moved since, I'm not sure whats wrong with him though because no one will tell me.

They say its for my own good...

But i'm worried, I have been assured he will be ok, but still... I worry.

"Maci?" A faded male voice calls,

I turn my attention to Jayce, who had sat up again and was calling to me.. Me!

"Jayce!" I all but yell, His sad face turns bright and I could feel my muscles tightening at the large grin that formed on my face.

"Come here?" He asked as if he was confused, But I knew what he wanted anyway. I got up and ran over to his bed and he threw his arms around my waist pulling me down so he could hug me tight. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his lips repedivly, Oh how I missed him so much. He dragged me down to the bed next to him and put his arms around me, I sprawled out next to him and cuddled into his side. He lifted the blankets from under me and wrapped them around us gently, I flipped onto my side so I could see his extraordinary blue eyes. The doctors walking past the door, stopped and barged in angrily.

"Whats..." The tall blond one began,

"It's fine.. I want to go home," Jayce cut him off,

They both nodded their heads and headed towards us, one yanked me from Jayces grasp and the other wrenched the blankets back.

Only to revel multiple knife wounds...

Jayce looked to me with pain in his eyes, he saw me staring and I guess he figured They hadn't told me the story.

"You didn't tell her," he said with no emotion,

"You... Didn't tell her!" He boomed with hatred in his voice. He pulled himself to his feet and grabbed my hand, dragging me from the room. All across his chest and stomach, even across his heart, stab wounds.

"Mas it's nothing, I just got into a fight and they pulled knifes," He told me, I stopped in my tracks and let our hands drop. I reached to his naked torso and moved my hand over his scars,

"Who did it," I asked, Right now I showed no emotion..

"I can't tell you".......