I wouldn't lie to you

Hospital Coffee

Author Note✨- Hey guys it's been a while! I'm sorry it's been a long minute I've just been going through issues and still is rn but I've been wanting to get back to writing this story and which I will be so I hope you enjoy!!!

(Adam's Pov.)

"Is that really you..?" I couldn't stop staring at her, I'm surprised I could still remember our first encounter she still looks the same but more tired it seems. "Adam Stanheight right?" I got caught off guard how does she know my name? I don't remember telling her that day, maybe I did and I just can't remember since I've been in a shitty bathroom for god knows how long. I nod my head hesitantly, "Yes Adam in the flesh." I say with my casual grin on my face as I hold onto my IV pole so then I don't fall. "So what are you doing here in a hospital for rockstar?" I ask as casually as I can wondering why she is making small talk with the girl. "I actually am here for you Adam we have a lot to talk about if you don't mind if we could head to your room and have a chat?"

A lump formed in my throat. She was here for me? How did she know I was here? I barely know her what does she want to talk to me about? Have someone in the apartment complex I lived in actually noticed I was missing? No that's unbelievable but she didn't even live in the complex did she? God it's so hard to remember anything when so much fucked up shit happend my brain feels like mooch right now. "I wouldn't mind but I'm feeling really worn out at the moment, is it fine if I could go to bed and we can talk in the morning?" I ask nervously finding this whole situation odd I really need to clear my mind right now. "Of course, we can meet up at the little cafeteria here in the hospital if you know where that is." I nod my head, I've been in this hospital so many times when I was young from doing stupid shit like climbing a tree to save a baby kitten or trying to take the most perfect photo of the sunset from on top of a roof, ah the good times. "Okay well then goodnight Adam sleep well." Before I could even blink and say goodbye she was gone.

As I was in my room tossing and turning trying to go to bed, I couldn't stop thinking of the girl, the whole situation was strange. What could she possibly want from me? How did she find me? Did she notice I was missing? So many questions was running through my head making it even harder to sleep. I slowly get up not wanting to injure my shoulder more than it already is and I grabbed the remote to the hospital TV plastered on the wall. There was not many channels but as I kept going through each channel 'Evil Dead' was playing only 20 minutes in fuck yeah! I can chill to this. My shoulder was hurting like a bitch and I didn't think any of the doctors were going to check on me any time soon god I wish I had my phone on me, I wonder if all the stuff at my apartment is in those investaging paper baggies like in those cop tv shows either way whenever I get out of this hospital I have no idea where to go or what to do I guess I should worry about this later I just need rest cmon Adam you got this.

By the time I got any rest it was already almost morning, the sun shining into the blinds causing me to groan loudly slamming my face into my pillow and laying there for about 10 more minutes still I finally decide I have to get up or I never will. It was hard to get out of bed for sure especially because of my fucked up shoulder damn Lawrence sure did a number on me well I couldn't blame him he needed to save his family...and leave me there to die, no no no don't think like that Adam he didn't have a choice I mean if I had to choose between saving someone that means a lot to me or saving a stranger I would go with the first one only if I had a special someone.

As I head to the Cafeteria I see her sitting at one of the tables with a coffee in her hand. As I take a seat across from her she slides down a foam cup, I raise my eyebrow in confusion. "Coffee, I assumed you didn't get much sleep by the look of your face." She says nonchalantly crossing her arms on the table looking at me. I grabbed the cup and took a sip hesitantly. It actually didn't taste bad well it wasn't the best it's from a hospital but I've had worse on the streets. "Thank you um." "Amanda, my names Amanda." Amanda huh it's easy on the tongue to say but also sounds like I've heard that name before. "So Amanda, what do you want to talk to me about?" She shifted in her seat looking a bit unease until she looked me dead in the ease causing a lump to form in my throat. What could she possibly be wanting to talk about? She then took a deep breath then started to speak, "...I know what happened to you."

I froze, my brain clicked to exactly what she was talking about. The game. Jigsaw. That fucking bathroom. Why I'm in this shitty hospital. How? How does she know? Was she there? Did she help the police to find me? There's no way she barely even knows anything about me, why would she care about me? My brain was scattering till I heard her voice breaking my thoughts. "You were barely alive...I thought you were dead." She choked out, I blinked rapidly. "How- how do you know? I am confused wha-." "I found you, Gordon told me where you were and that you needed help it was hard to hear exactly what all he said, he was talking frantically but something about you in a warehouse chained to a pipe and having a bullet wound." Lawrence..? He actually called for help...I should've never doubted him he's a good man, well maybe not a good husband but besides the point, there's one thing I'm confused about. "You know Lawrence?" She nodded her head. "I was sick a lot so when I normally came to the hospital, Gordon would be the one treating me and help me out but it seems like that he won't be working anytime soon..."

My throat is so dry from all this information, I down the coffee Amanda offered me closing my eyes for a minute. "I understand this much be very stressful to go through, but I'm glad I found you alive." She said awkwardly taking a sip of her coffee. "I sometimes wish I didn't." I mumbled in a groan avoiding her gaze as much as I can. "I'm sorry to hear that Adam but it will get better I promise." I then felt her touch on my arm in reassurance, I exhaled a breath I didn't notice I was holding in and gave a weak smile. "Yeah, yeah don't give me that sappy shit," I say with a laugh but end with a crack in my voice. She smiled but definitely with more realness, "you know I've noticed this coffee really does taste like shit," she says with a dramatic grossed out look on her face as she pushed her cup of coffee towards me. "Drink, you need it more than me Adam." I hesitate for a moment but sooner or later I grabbed the foam cup and lifted it up to my lips with a grin on my face. "Thanks Rockstar."