Now the dark begins to rise
Save your breath, it's far from over
Leave the lost and dead behind
Now's your chance to run for cover
I don't want to change the world
I just wanna leave it colder
Light the fuse and burn it up
Take the path that leads to nowhere
All is lost again
But I'm not giving in
I Will Not Bow ~ Breaking Benjamin
I couldn't fucking believe. That prick had run straight into my car, my car had run into the one in front. I was pissed. My poor beautiful car.
"The fucking airbags didn't work." I told the paramedics as they loaded me into the back of the ambulance. "And Blake is going to be pissed."
"I'm sure he won't mind." They reassured me.
Clearly they didn't know Blake and I just knew he was going to be mad, he wouldn't care about an accident, the ass.
"Look." A nurse assured me as I was being stitched up. "Everything is fine, he's been contacted, he's not pissed."
"Well you must have had the wrong number."
"It was the right number Peyton." She told me. "Now Thomas is going to take you up to your room for the night. Rest, don't worry about work."
I actually didn't worry about work as I was settled into the bed, my head was pounding too much, my chest hurt so bad from the seatbelt and my wrist was throbbing. How was I going to manage with a broken wrist?
I was trying to rest when Rosie arrived and not long after Blake arrived, surprisingly enough, he wasn't pissed.
I settled back in, closing my eyes, willing this headache to go away. Rosie and Blake had decided to stay, which I was happy about, I really didn't want to be alone.
I drifted in and out of sleep, just as I'd drift off my wrist would wake me up. It was annoying. I'd never broken a bone before.
I kept drifting, listening to Blake and Rosie talking to eachother when loud voices could be heard from the corridor. It sounded like someone was having an argument and it didn't help my head.
I heard Rosie open the door.
"Oh, um, I'll be back in a minute." She said.
I opened my eye's and looked at her. "Tell them to shut up."
"Aha." She said strangely, walking out and closing the door behind her.
God, I wished whoever it was would shut up.
"Jesus." Blake muttered. "Someone's not happy."
I looked at Blake. "What am I going to do?"
"Peyton we'll worry about that later." He said softly.
I opened my mouth to reply when the door opened.
"Look who I found." Rosie said walking back in.
Fuck. Matt was with her. What the hell was he doing here?
"What are you doing here?" I demanded.
He looked at me with wide eye's, actually he looked a little weird, pale, sweaty.
"Peyton." Rosie snapped.
"Oh um sorry." Matt mumbled. "Rosie called me."
ROSIE CALLED HIM???
I glared at her. What had she been thinking? It was none of his business.
"Oh." Was all I said.
"Yes, well." Rosie said sitting down.
Matt glanced around then looked at me. "Are you okay?"
"I guess." I wasn't sure what else to say.
"Blake, I need food." Rosie announced.
"Of course you do." He muttered standing up.
"Do you two want anything?" She asked me and Matt.
Great, now she was leaving me alone with him.
"No thanks." Matt said quietly.
I closed my eye's, I just wanted this headache to be gone.
I listened as Rosie and Blake left but I didn't open my eye's. He could come here to see me but it didn't mean I was going to speak to him, but even as I was thinking that I was aware of his presence.
Fuck him for doing this to me.
Great, now I felt like crying. I didn't want to cry, especially not in front of him.
"God Peyton." He said softly. "You scared the shit out of me."
Suddenly he picked up my hand, holding it between his.
I'd scared him, how had I scared him? And did he have to touch me?
I hated when he touched me, because when he touched me I got a feeling in my stomach, a horrible feeling. Somewhere, somehow, I'd fallen for him.
God fucking dammit, I was in love with Matt.
Unfortunately he was in love with someone else.
