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26

Bill and the others had come back from her room. Bills eyes were red so I guess he had been crying which made me even more nervous about her condition. They didn't even say anything. I stood up from my seat rubbing my hands on my jeans hoping to get the sweat off of them.

I don't even get nervous to play in front of thousands but this had me so scared. I approached the room she was in and just stood there. What would I see? What would I do? What would I say? All of these thoughts were running through my mind when they got interrupted.

" are you ok?" I turned around to see an old lady standing there. I couldn't get my voice to form words.

" is it a girl?" I nodded my head as that was the only way I could communicate.
" would you like to talk about it? Maybe I could help."

I nodded my head and she patted the seat next to her. I sat down and tried to forgive out what to say.

" is it your girlfriend?"

" no a friend."

" my husband and I were just friends one."

" yea well after what happened I don't think she'll even want to be friends."

" what trouble have you gotten yourself into?" I don't know why but I told a complete stranger what happened. She didn't know me and I didn't know her but it felt like I had known her my whole life. She sat there and listend to my story.

" yea you definitely messed up." She looked at me smiling. "But you want to know something?"

" what?"

" my husband messed up a lot when we were around yalls age. We matured though and listened. We got through the rough times and stayed next to each other. When we were just friends he dated my best friend. He knew I liked him but he did it any way. It hurt at first but I got over it and as time went on I opened up to him. He listend to me and understood. So when she makes it you listen to her. She'll come around you seem like a nice guy just give her time."

" thank you. I appreciate you for listening to me and not judging what I did."

" everyone messes up but it's how we learn. You go in there and talk to her ok? She might not be able to talk back but they can hear."

I hugged the lady and she left me there in my chair. I got up and opened the door to see Presley laid in the bed with so many monitors hooked up to her. It broke my heart to see what I've caused.

I sat down in the chair next to her bed and scooted it closer. I gently took her hand and placed it in mine. It was cold. " I'm sorry.I didn't know this would happen."

I felt the tears roll down my cheek but I just let them go. There was no point in wiping them.

" when you left I thought you were mad at me. I drank so much when you left that I didn't even know what I was doing. When my senses came back and I saw her I got so mad at myself. You trusted me and I broke that. I know you'll never forgive me and I'll be ok with that as long as I know you'll be fine."

I took a breath to try and recollect myself. The last time I was at a hospital was when I was with my mom. That day broke me and here I was in almost the same position.

" I'll admit when I first saw you I was standoffish. Like you I don't let people in but I'm rude about it unlike you. I realized that you and Bill had gotten closer so when you moved in I figured I'd have to get use to you. I actually paid attention to you. You aren't like most girls that only like me for my outside appearance. You like people for who they are as a person. You're the most beautiful girl I've met on the inside and outside. I wish I could of gotten to know you better. I'll visit you everyday."

I took her hand that I was holding and placed it against my lips. She's special to me I hope one day even if we are old that she'll find a way to forgive me.