*Chiné POV* I was woken up by a beeping noise. I didn't know where I was but I do remember what happened. I felt hot tears coming out of my closed eyes. I was afraid to open them. I felt someone's hand wipe my tears. I flinched because I didn't know who was touching me. I opened my eyes to see a distressed, concerned Dee sitting next to my hospital bed. Seeing her made me cry even more. I shouldn't of let her leave me there with him.
I tried to get up, but my whole lower half felt like it had just been ran over. "Ahhhh" I whispered in pain. "Stop baby girl, you're hurting yourself." She said wiping my face some more. I got comfortable again and just looked at Dee. Does she know what happened? "Dee.." I croaked out. "Yes?" She answered. "You need anything?". "What happened?" I asked, wanting to see how much she knew.
"I came back because you left you're phone in my car. When I got to your house, your door was wide open and you were just laying there unconscious." She said, tears forming in her eyes again. "Did he hit you?" She asked clenching her jaw.
All I could do was nod my head. The tears were coming and I couldnt stop them. "Oh my God baby girl. I'm sorry. I should've never left you." She said hugging me, making me cry harder.
There we were... Strangers. We just met and the way she was holding me, made me feel like we've known eachother forever.
She laid with me in my bed and cried with me until we both fell asleep.
When I woke up, she was gone. But there was a note on the table by the bed that said: Hey beautiful. I went to get you something to eat. Your phone is under your pillow. I'll be back
I smiled and put the note back where I got it. I checked my phone because I was sure Ashley, Brandon, or my brother had been blowing me up- and sure enough, they were. My brother cussed me out from A to Z because I hadn't called him for 3 days straight. 3 days? Had I been unconscious that long? Ashley fell out with me and became my friend again 10 times and Brandon had called my phone like he was in jail with nobody to talk to. I texted or called all of them back to let them know I was okay. As I was texting them back, Dee walked in... with Kendra.
"I didn't think you'd be up." She said setting down a subway bag in my lap. "You okay?" She asked. "Yeah." I said still looking at Kendra. "Why is she here?" Now I was looking at Dee.
"We have to leave to go back home but I wanted to drop you off and make sure you were okay first." She explained. "You don't have to do that. I'll be fine. Somebody can come get me." I said, still mad she brought that bitch in my hospital room.
"I don't want her to come get you." She said kind of nervous. I looked at her confused. How did she know who I was going to call. "Who?" I asked, playing dumb. She rolled her eyes. "I'll just talk to you later. Call me okay?" I just nodded as her and Kendra walked out of the room.
A/N: Sorry it's short. I got writer's block. The next chapter will be better!
