Stressed, Depressed & BoyBand Obsessed

Chapter 27:

The sudden loud thump of the door hitting the wall made me, and Ashton for that matter, jump.

I could hear the torturous sound of her high heels clicking on the hard floor as she crossed the room. She flicked her curled hair over one shoulder, the light shining through the window hitting her perfectly made-up face. Why did she have to ruin everything?

I would have rather sat in another hours worth of awkward silence than have to spend 5 minutes in the same room as her.

She delicately perched herself on the edge of one of the chairs and crossed one leg over the other. "Really Leah, I would have expected you to at least make yourself look presentable." Was what she greeted me with. Her eldest daughter had been rushed into hospital because she could have potentially 'killed' herself and her first words were criticism.

"Sorry." I was a little bit busy having a panic attack before you got here. I mumbled, leaving the last part to myself. She placed her bag on the floor next to her, this being the first she noticed Ashton sitting just across from her. "Oh, you're still here." She stated, looking him up and down, poison filling her words. I knew she hated Ashton and this bought a certain joy to me.

"Uh yes Mrs. Morgan." He mumbled and looked down at his lap. I expected him to be a little more confident with her but considering he had just seen me have a complete meltdown his quiet mood seemed fit.

Mum nodded at him before turning to me. "So have the doctors said when you will be released?" She asked. "No not yet, but it'll probably be in the next couple days."

"Next couple of days? That's a bit extreme isn't it?"
A bit extreme? I almost died!

I kept my thoughts to myself and simply shrugged at her. "I'll speak to one of the nurses, see if I can get you released early. I don't have time to be messing up my schedule with all this hospital business." She picked up her bag from the floor and walked out of the door again.

"Nice to know you don't have time for your own daughter." I mumbled sarcastically after she had left. I crossed my arms in frustration, leaning my back against the elevated bed.

"I hate the way she treats you sometimes," Ashton spoke up. I had almost forgotten he was in here for a second and his voice made me jump. "I'd never let anyone treat you like that." He added quietly, probably unintentionally and hoping I didn't hear. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I'd never let anyone walk all over you like a doormat and treat you like a piece of shit." He answered, his tone becoming increasingly annoyed. His tone scared me slightly. I'd never heard Ashton speak in that way before. He had always been the happy and bubbly guy to me, the one that will always be there for you. Maybe there was another side to Ashton...

"It's fine, honestly, I'm used to it." I shrugged, making out that it wasn't a big deal. Which it wasn't. Was it?
"That's the problem though, you shouldn't be used to people treating you like your nothing. You don't deserve that." He said, rising from his seat. "But that's what I am. A disposable friend and the waste of space daughter."

His eyes almost glowed with something I couldn't fathom and he basically dove down beside me. "I know you and you're not a waste of space. I don't want you to think that about yourself." His eyes stared straight into my soul, letting me know he meant every word. Although he may believe that, it wasn't true.

That's when I said the most stupid thing I had ever said in my entire life. "You don't know me, and you probably never will."

It was if my words had hit Ashton like a bullet to the chest. He took a step back, hurt masking his face. Just looking at him made me regret the words. Once again I had to go and fuck everything up. Well done Leah!

Ashton took one last look at me before turning and heading for the door. I tried to follow after him but the wires connected to my hand bound me to the bed. I contemplated on just tearing them out of my skin so I could go after him, but doing that would probably get me nowhere.

Almost seconds after Ashton had stormed out, mum came flouncing back into the room. A smirk plastered onto her face. It was almost as if she knew by annoying me like that I would explode in Ashton's face and make him leave.

"The doctor said you can be discharged tomorrow if you wish. So I'll pick you up after work, about 5." She said before leaning down to hug me awkwardly and proceeding to leave.

She was like a hurricane. Everywhere she went she caused havoc and mayhem and when she was gone someone else was always left hurt and picking up the pieces. This time it happened to be me picking up the pieces.

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After Ashton's disappearance I had no one left here. Only the occasional visits from various nurses and the small TV.

The young nurse checked on me just before her shift ended and was the first to notice Ashton's absence.

"Where's your friend?" She asked me as she checked over the machines for the billionth time since I'd been here. "He left." I stated, avoiding all eye contact. I felt like if I did look even in her general direction I'd burst into tears. "Oh, well I'm sure he'll be back soon." She smiled at me, obviously noticing that something was wrong. But that's the thing, I don't think he will be coming back.

I smiled back at her hopefully before she turned and left for the night.
Once the door had closed I wasn't alone with Ashton anymore, I was just alone.

This made realise that at the end of the day, the only person that we have is ourselves and nothing in this world can make you feel more alone than that.

Unlike any time before in my life, this type of loneliness felt different. I felt like a massive hole had been dug out of me. A hole so large that not even my slug could fill the void.

I turned the light off in the room, deciding that I would try and sleep, considering I had nothing better to do. As soon as the lights were off the darkness that had been kept to a minimum over the past couple weeks returned, consuming me once again.