Chapter 16

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Rowan POV

1 week has past since the fire and I personally thought I was a lot better, but Peyton, my family, and the doctors thought differently.

Peyton stopped by everyday. He looked at me like I was on my deathbed, same as all the others. I looked a lot worse on the outside than I felt on the inside. I told Peyton that everyday, but he didn't believe me.

I still had burns and cuts, but they only hurt from time to time. All I wanted to do was get out of this place. The hospital just made things worse.

One day Sabrina came to visit.

"Hey Row, how yah feeling?" She asked me.

"Great!!!" I said.

"Really? Peyton told me you weren't getting any better." She said.

Really Peyton?

"Peyton and my family have been really annoying. I know they're just looking out for me, but I really do feel fine. I just look bad because of all the burns."

"I try to tell him that Row." She said.

"Thanks Sabrina. Anyways, enough of that. How yah been?" I asked, wanting to here about things out of the hospital.

"Good. You know the Harry Potter themed party is in 2 weeks?" She said. OMG I can't wait!!!

"I know!!! I'm going to be Harmonie. Who are you gonna be?" I asked her.

"I'm Ginny and Bradley is gonna be Harry." She answered.

"Aww a couple. Yeah Peyton is going as Ron so we're a couple too."

"That's gonna be fun. Oh, a Row, you're bleeding."

"Oh ha, sorry." I grabbed a towel and held it on my arm, no biggie.

"Are you sure you're ok? That doesn't look so good." Sabrina said.

"I'm fine, trust me. This happens all the time. It's actually really good, the only burns that are left are the ones on my arms." I said, persuading her I was ok.

A little while later, Sabrina left.

Then I started thinking, since everything else is healed besides my arms, all I have to do is hide those burns, and they'll think I'm all healed!!! I can leave!!!

I hid all my burns and when the nurse came to check on me, I told her I was all healed. She looked me over then left. She came back a few minutes letter telling me I was allowed to leave.

My plan worked!!! I'm free!!!

When I got home, I laid on my bed and sighed. Now I really will get better.

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