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Fears, Chances & Love Pt. 2

Third Person P.O.V

Anthony slowly came to, his eyes fluttering as he started to regain his bearings. His body didn't feel as hot as it did, and he no longer felt so dizzy. His heart rate seemed to have slowed as well, not thumping furiously against his chest any longer. He groaned softly, eyes shifting from side to side as he looked around the room. He looked to the side and Y/N was there. No longer in nurse scrubs and in her regular tomboy like clothes clothes leaning on her hand with her eyes closed. His eyes widened some shocked as he saw her sitting there with her regular clothes on. His heart gave another thump in his chest, but this time not from the fever. He watched her silently, his eyes tracing over the lines of her face. She looked so peaceful while sleeping, her expression softened and relaxed. He swallowed thickly, reaching out slowly and carefully, laying his hand delicately on her arm. She groans some and then leans her head up and opens her eyes "Oh good. You're awake.", she sighs in relief. Anthony watches as she lifts her head, eyes opening to reveal her gentle gaze. He can't help the way his heart flutters seeing her. He gives her the best smile he could, though it still looked strained. "How long was I out..?" he mumbled quietly. She shrugs "About an hour or so" He hummed out quietly in acknowledgment, eyes still watching her intently. She stands up and stretches, "Doc said you said be good to go in maybe a day. Just to keep an eye on you and the infection.", she says coming to his bed side some. Anthony nods as she speaks but his eyes then catch a glint. Anthony then saw her necklace and he couldn't believe it. It was the necklace. His eyes suddenly widened, noticing the chain and the pendant lying against her chest. He was silent for a moment, staring at the familiar silver chain and cross shaped pendant. He swallowed heavily, realizing it was the necklace he had given her. The necklace that she had never taken off since...

She noticed he was staring at something then looks and realizes he is looking at the necklace around her neck. He slowly brings his gaze up from the necklace, looking at her face again. "You still wear it?" He mumbled quietly, still in disbelief. She bites her lip softly and nods "Yeah..", she says softly. Anthony is quiet once more, his heart thudding heavily in his chest at her revelation. All this time, two years, she was still wearing his necklace. A part of him felt shocked, and yet also overjoyed at the fact she never took it off. "You should of seen the look on my friends faces when they first saw it. And, the questions", She chuckles softly looking down some. "And, them knowing me and all it was a ball for them.", she chuckled. He chuckled weakly alongside her, a faint smirk crossing his face at her words. "Can only imagine what they all thought when they saw it." He mused, "A 'non religious girl' wearing a cross necklace all the time suddenly." Anthony paused, thinking for a moment. "You didn't tell them where it came from." He stated it as a fact, no longer a question. She shakes her head "Didn't tell them anything. Just made up a lie...", she says then smirks "Bless me father for I have sinned.", she jokes. He couldn't help but chuckle again, his smirk still in place. "How blasphemous of you." He teased her with a light tone, making her giggle some. He glanced at the necklace again, gaze shifting from the pendant to her face again. "You could've just told them the truth, y'know." She then shrugs, "I...just didn't want to. I guess I just wanted all that to be kept to myself at the time. Hold it dear for as long as I can.", she says softly then sits on the hospital bed gently at his side. Anthony felt his breath hitch in his throat as she sat down at his side, settling gently in the bed next to him. His heart thundered in his chest from her proximity, being so close to her like this again. He looked away from for a moment, swallowing hard before speaking. He tried to ignore the way his palms were starting to feel sweaty. 

He reached out suddenly, fingers ever so gently taking a hold of the pendant on the necklace, thumb tracing over the cross shaped charm. She looks down and watches his hand then looks to his face again. He stared down at the necklace, his fingers still gently tracing the cross. He swallowed heavily, a sense of familiarity slowly rising in his chest as he held the necklace in his grasp. He let out a shaky exhale, his eyes still not leaving the pendant even as he spoke. "You remember when I gave it to you..?" he asked quietly. She smiles softly "Yeah...it was after we...well ya know...one night about two months after we met and started to be more together...the night you told me you had to leave", she says. Anthony chuckled softly, almost bitter, at her response. He remembered that night vividly. "I remember that night so much." He mumbled, "I also remember you being pissed at me." She giggles "I guess I was a little. Then, I realized in the moment that...I couldn't be selfish. It's what you wanted. You found your faith and you wanted to persuade it. So...I did. You were happy.", she says softly then looking down at her hands. It had only hurt him even more seeing her upset that night. But now she was here, next to him, acting as if she was completely fine. And he couldn't help but wonder if she really was. She smiles some and takes his hand in hers. His breath caught in his throat again as she held his hand for that brief moment, his fingers subconsciously squeezing gently. Holding it for a couple seconds then stands up putting it back down "I should let you rest and let the doctors see you when they can.", she says with a thin lined smile and starts to walk away. At her words his eyes widened, fear spiking in his chest. "Wait, Y/N!!" He called out suddenly, stopping her in her tracks. She stopped near the curtain but didn't turn around. "Please." He said quietly, his voice nearly pleading, "Stay...don't go.", he says pleading softly. She closes her eyes as the tears almost come flooding but she doesn't let them. She tries to blink them away before turning around but it takes her long and still doesn't turn. He watched her back, waiting for her to look at him. He could almost sense her hesitation, he knew she was wrestling with her own thoughts and feelings. And that nearly broke his heart. "Please.." he tried again, "Look at me..."