It's officially been 4 days since we've been home from the hospital. I've had to try and keep Nathan in bed but he refuses almost everytime. He claims he 'has work to finish' or 'cant stay in bed' that he feels lazy.
I started going back to school after missing a week. I dodged all my parents phone calls everyday that I would miss. I got ahold of Nathan's schedule at school to get any schoolwork he missed and was shcoked when I found out he had all A's in his classes, when he's barely ever at school.
The girls have been super confused and trying to figure out what happened at the party, but I don't answer any of their questions. How do you just simply tell someone "Oh yeah, my boyfriends kinda in a gang type thing that sells drugs and weapons, and someone had planned an attack on him for who knows what reason."
I've been maintaining a strict schedule for the past couple of days. I go to school, go to my house for a bit, then go to Nathan's to check up on him and end up accidently falling asleep over there sometimes. I've only slept at my house 1 time since the attack.
Jared has been stopping by almost every night to talk with Nathan and drop off papers from the 'buisness' that Nathan needs to go over and sighn. They have super discreet conversations, and I am not aloud to be present. It makes me wonder what they are talking about.
I'm now standing in the middle of Nathan's dimley lit room, the only light being from the lamp on his nightstand. Nathan is sitting up in the bed, with his head hunched over and papers scattered across the bed. There are a few in his hand. He's been so into getting cought up on things at his warehouses, that he falls asleep while doing it.
I sigh before I go over next to him. I grab the papers and stack them neatly into a folder and place them on his nightstand. As I'm moving the papers, I glance over a few of them. They were about shipments, and reports. They was a few files of some questionable looking people. I wont even bother to ask why he's looking at them right now cause he probably wont give me a good answer.
I adjust Nathan on the bed so he's laying flat. I ease his head onto the pillow. He lets out a deep groan as I move him around. He mutters something under his breath, but it's to quite for me to hear. I run my hand through his hair and plant a kiss on his forhead before I shut off the light and walk out of his room.
I finish cleaning up the kitchen from when I previously made dinner about 2 hours ago. I wash the dishes and wipe down counters and then get ready to leave. I spot Jared sleeping on the couch and throw a blanket over him before I grab my purse and walk out of the front door.
I hope into my car and head towards my house. When I arrive I walk into my room and plop down onto my bed. I kick my shoes off and stare at the ceiling.
I can't stop thinking about everything that has happened over the past 2 weeks. It's on my mind constantly. I can't get the image of Nathan lying in a pool of blood in my arms, out of my head. It's like it haunts me. I see it in my dreams and constantly wake up in cold sweats, after having nightmares about it.
I dont know how long I stare at the ceiling before sleep finds its way in. I don't even bother getting under the covers or changing into pajamas. I'm exhausted. I've been preparing for finals and then spending the rest of my day taking care of Nathan.
"Nathan stay awake..please don't close your eyes." I watch as Nathan slowly closes his eyes, while trying to stay awake.
I tap the sides of his face and talk to him trying to get him to stay awake.
His body is limp and he's shivering. His clothes are soaked in blood. I'm looking around for Jared and screaming, but I don't know what I'm saying. When I look back at Nathan his eyes are closed and he's not shivering anymore.
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Adelyn
Teen FictionAfter Adelyn expeiriences one of the worst nights of her life, she has no hope left. How will her life change when she runs into Nathan Hernandez?