I Kissed A Boy.

15.

**Ziggy.**

"Wake up.."
I felt my eyelids threatening to open as I laid in that cold room, I could taste the medicine as I listened to the monitors next to me beep.
I thought I had died.
"Ziggy, wake up.."
I didn't even remember much after Kaiser brought me home.
I knew my aunt sounded sad, but the rest of the family didn't seem like they even cared.
I felt happy.
"Baby, wake up now."

My eyes opened and there were two guys in the room.
They were both smiling at me.

"Hey sleepyhead, how are you feeling?" My uncle Mitchell questioned standing there.
My brows knitted looking at him as my uncle walked over, he took a seat before taking my hand and squeezed it.
"When you're ready to talk, I'm here." He told me.
My face grew warm.

"I'm going to be right here until you're ready to talk."

"K-Kaiser." I got out as my uncle blinked confused.
"Kaiser? He's here and he's already confirmed he's not leaving until he gets to see you." He told me, smiling softly.
My heart was racing as I laid there.
"U-Uncle, last night-"
"Don't push yourself, you just woke up." My uncle said as I blinked back the tears that tried to fall.

"Does anything hurt?" He asked me.
I looked at the other before frowning softly.
"N-Neck, my neck hurts.. It felt like something bit me.." I said.

My uncle's brows furrowed.
"Is that what you think?" He questioned.
I looked back at him confused.
"Is.. Is that not what happened?" I felt my eyes burning as my uncle frowned softly.
"According to your aunt, she found a razor-"

He couldn't even get the sentence out before I was reaching for the bucket near the bed, and losing what contents I had ate yesterday.
My throat was on fire.
I stared at the bucket as tears fell freely.

"I didn't try to kill myself." I could feel the anger trying to consume me leaning over the hospital bed.
"S-Something attacked me last night, why would I try ending my life when I was finally getting to be free? Why would I ever try to end my life, when I was given such great friends at this new school?! Why would I when I was in lo-"

"Okay." My uncle sat my bucket down as he clamped his hands over mine as he looked at me.
"I believe you, kiddo, I just wanted to hear you say it, I'm sorry for upsetting you." He told me.
My face was on fire as I looked at my uncle.
"No one else knows about that, do they?" I asked him.

"No." My uncle answered, frowning softly.
"That was going to be strictly between you and I, and well Hyde." He smiled softly at his husband who looked at us now.
"And it's not my business to share, I'm supposed to be winning you over." Hyde told me.
I stared but felt this slight happiness hearing that.

"Enough heavy stuff, you have some friends in the waiting room, waiting to see you." My uncle told me.
"How many are allowed in here?" I asked.
My uncle blinked but he smiled softly.
"I'm sure I can work something out with the doctor about letting those eight in here, hang tight kiddo." He ruffled my hair before leaving the room.

I was left in silence as I laid there, my eyes were on the window as I stared at the cloudy sky.
Something attacked me last night, and that family is trying to make it look like suicide.
I wasn't that stupid.

My eyes fell on the door after hearing a knock, and soon enough there were arms gently wrapping around me.
"How ya feeling, Zigzag?" My eyes met Rocky's first, I smiled softly.
"I'm tired and sore, I'm sorry I worried everyone." I said.

"Worried? Me? Pft." Rocky rolled his eyes.

"Mr.Tough guy over here, cried on and off earlier." Stetson chimed in behind the other.
"Shut up." Rocky glared at Stetson who grinned wickedly.
"Strike one." He pulled Rocky away from me.