White Lies

Chapter 27

I slept well last night, I feel good this morning. I smile to myself, walking blindly in the hall. I twist my ankle and fall down, forgetting that the sofa is one step down. My eyes sting with tears, I look at my now, purplish ankle and hiss when I touch it, the pain was unbearable. Why do I always do this to myself!!!!

"ELLIOT!" I call out to him, but no response. Is he in the bathroom? I fake cry and lay on the floor. "why is my life like thisssssssss!" I say, extending my hand up in the air and keep them like that, staring at it. I lay there for what feels like hours, but I don’t know cuz I don’t have my phone with me.

"Elllllioooottttttt, whereeeee arreeeee youuuuuuuuuuu?" I call out again.  I sit and try to get up but it hurts too much, so I sit back down. I wanna peeeeeeeeeeee, where the hell is this guy.

I try a few more times, but it hurts like a bitch. I force the pain and stand, I let out a scream when I fall back down. Tears started pouring out of my eyes cuz of the throbbing pain. My ankle is almost black now, what is wrong with it.

I sit there, not moving, staring out the window as the bright sky turns dark. The tears now dry on my cheek, I'm pretty sure I look like a nightmare right now.

I hear the click of the door. "fuck." I turn my head to see Elliot, dropping all his bags and running up to me. "what happened?!" I open my mouth to speak. "I-" my voice cracks and I start crying. "what's wrong, baby?" I drop my head on his shoulder and keep my hand on his chest and form a fist, scrunching up the fabric, ruining his neatly ironed shirt.

"my-my ankle, it hu-hurts." he looks at it and curses under his breath. "how did you fall?" I pull back.

"I, I, I wasn't watching where I was going and forgot that the sofa is a step down and fell." I tell him, embarrassed by myself.

He inspects my ankle, by holding it lightly. "Elliot, please don't touch it. It hurts." 

"you broke your fucking ankle, why are you so clumsy, Lilith? Can't you take care of yourself." he scolds me.

"we gotta go to the hospital. How long have you been like this?"

"uh, since the morning. " he stares at her in disbelief.

"I tried to get up but it only made it worse." I cut him off before he can scold me.

My eyes start tearing up again, having to troubling him cuz of my stupidity. His eyes soften, when he notices.  He grabs both my cheeks. "its okay bubba, it happens sometimes." I sniff and nod.

"I need to use the washroom." I say, not looking at his eyes. He picks me up carefully and takes me to the washroom. He carefully makes me stand on the other foot, which is fine. "will you be alright?" his voice full of worry. I nod and tell him I'll be okay. He looks back at me once more and closes the door.

I call Elliot after I'm done, he comes and picks me up again. I stare at his face while he carries me, downstairs to his car. "what are you staring at?" he asks, not looking at me.

"just wondering you know, what kind of person are you, really?" he chuckles.

"why does everyone ask me that question?" he looks hurt. He shrugs and makes me sit in the passenger seat. He combs my hair with his fingers to make it look better and grabs a hair band from the cup holder on the door and ties my hair in a ponytail, all the while I just look at him.

He takes one last look at me and climbs into the driver's seat. We get to the hospital, the doctor checks my ankle and informs that its fractured. "it isn't that serious, we just need to put a cast on." the doctor had told us. It took an extra hour to do that, he told us all the things to be careful and everything. We got home at 3.48 am.