Living After Abortion (Adopted by Jennifer Lawrence Fanfic)

(25) Without you?

••Maddie's POV••

Over the past few days I've been really bored.

Summer is over and school has already started back in California.

The only reason I'm still in the hospital is because my doctor wants to observe me and make sure I'm stable.

I insisted that Jen goes back to filming--so that means everybody has gone back to filming. Karen, Gary, Ben, and Blaine flew back home to Kentucky a couple days ago. Jen visits every few hours--whenever she gets a break. She even spends the night at the hospital with me. Other than that, it's usually just me, the small tv that's in my hospital room, and social media.

By now, mostly everybody knows about me being in the hospital. What the public doesn't know is the specific details.

To be honest, it's kinda nice having this little secret all to myself.

Okay, maybe not all to myself, but where not everybody in the world knows everything about me. All anybody knows, is that most likely I had a seizure--and I've seen the videos--It does look like I had a seizure. Here's a tip, if you're ever planning to have a seizure, don't have it in front of the paparazzi.

They don't know my diagnosis and they don't know when I'll be out. I don't even know when I'll be out.

My phone buzzed.

I look over to see a text from Willow.

I smiled.

Willow's all done with filming and she stopped by to see me before she left. I only got to see her for a few minutes and then she had to go. As soon as I get back to California we're making plans to meet up.

I looked at the text, which basically said she had landed and that she missed me.

I told her I missed her too.

"Ugh." I muttered loudly, "I want to get out of this place. I want to go home, to California."

As if on cue, the door opens and I see Jen with a huge smile on her face. I look at the clock that reads nine a.m.

"Why are you here? You aren't on break until twelve." I questioned, a little thrown off by her smile.

"Well," She went to the small closet that had a few of my belongings in it, "I got a call that informed me a certain patient would be released today."

My mouth dropped.

She handed me some jean shorts and a white t-shirt, "Go get changed." She said with a wink.

I hopped up and changed as fast as I could. I noticed my clothes felt looser than usual. Shrugging it off, I added some sandals and put my hair in a messy bun.

After a week and a half, I'm finally being released.

When I walk out of the bathroom, Dr. Nala is talking with Jen.

"--sure she eats and it's very important that she doesn't keep anything bundled inside of her. These particular seizures are caused by stress, so it's important that we limit her stress so she stays healthy. I've also talked to her regular doctor and he agreed that she should join a sport so she can stay active--plus it's a great way to manage stress." He finished saying and turned to me, smiling.

A sport. Me? That's funny.

He knelt down, "I wish you the best of luck, Madison." He lifted my hand and kissed the top of it, close to my knuckles--like guests do to a princess or a queen.

Blushing, I thanked him as he walked me and Jen out the room and down the hallway.

When we got to the front door, I could see dozens of people with cameras.

"Oh, great." I muttered, gripping my backpack that held a few changes of clothes in it.

Jen stood in front of me and handed me a pair of sunglasses, "It's okay. There's a limo right there waiting for us."

I nodded my head and stepped out as a few guards stood around me. I kept my head low and ignored all the bizarre questions.

It was easier than I thought getting to the limo. I thought I would be surrounded by paparazzi again. Just the thought of that, being kept in such a small space ran a chill down my spine.

I buckled my seatbelt and looked around.

It was a smaller limo, but it was still nice. With the jars of candy and mini fridge, it was suitable.

After a few minutes, we pass our hotel.

I look at Jen, "We just passed our hotel."

She stayed looking out the window.

"Are we going to the set?" She looked down at her shoes.

"We're going to the airport." She said quietly.

"Oh--back to California?" I got a water bottle out of the mini fridge, "I didn't know you had finished filming yet."

She finally looked me in the eyes, "I'm not going back, Maddie--just you."

"What do you mean?"

She took a deep breath, "We took a week off of filming, because you were in the hospital. Today is the day we would originally be going back to California if we were on time, but we're not." She sighed, "School has already begun and you need to be there."

"Wait--you're not coming with me?" I can hear my voice cracking.

"Maddie, I'm sorry, but it's for the best. You're staying with my mom and dad. They were already thinking of buying a house in California so they can visit more often--eventually move here. They bought one right after they met you. I'll be back in a few weeks." She said it like it was simple, but I could see the hurt in her eyes.

"But--" I started, "Why didn't you tell me?" I quietly whisper.

"I'm sorry, it's for the best. I'll be home soon." She engulfed me in a hug. "You start school on Monday."

I started to shake my head, "No. N-n-no. Mom you can't do this!" I felt hot tears roll down my cheeks as I hugged her waist. "Please." I whispered.

She rubbed my back, "I'm sorry, Maddie."

Thirty minutes later I was hugging Jen goodbye, ready to board first class. She told me she would ship my stuff back to California, but I would be okay. Most of my stuff is already at the house.

"I love you, Madds." Her eyes were getting glossy and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I burst into more tears.

"I love you too." I replied quietly.

I started walking away and glanced back, just before boarding and saw her wiping her eyes.

She smiled sadly and I turned back around.

A flight attendant took my ticket and led me to a seat by a window.

Soon a man sat down next to me and took out his computer. He started typing away vigorously and didn't even glance at me.

I put in my earbuds as another flight attendant announced we were about to take off.

The plane slowly started moving down the runway, gaining speed instantly.

When we left the ground a few tears escaped down my face.

Was I ready for this?

School? I was always bullied at school before--will it be different now that I live with Jen--now that I'm an actress too? Or will these kids not care?

Can I go a few weeks without Jen? I just met her parents and now I'm going to be living with them for a few weeks.

I close my eyes, ready to be in California, but not for what comes after that.

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