Left to be raped

Chapter 26- Angel

Chapter 26- Angel

Rose’s POV

The bright light burns my eyes, making me squint. My head throbs so much it might as well come off. My body feels weak; I shiver even though I am under a blanket. I try to move but my head pounds so much in pain I am forced to stay in my original position.

“Try not to move, it’ll hurt less.”  I heard Kyle say.

“What happened? Where am I? ” My throat burned so I was forced to whisper.

“You’re at the hospital…. Um…you… tried …” He tailed off

“What?” I asked confused, I really shouldn’t have asked because right after I asked memories from yesterday came rushing back. I well knew why I was in the hospital.

“You tried to commit suicide.” He whispered, as if the words would shatter me into a million pieces.

I felt a tear roll down my face, what have I become? I felt the rush of tears daring to come out, I didn’t care that Kyle was watching I needed to let it all out. I cried, not once daring to open my eyes. Coldness surrounded my body, but it didn’t matter to me.

I felt Kyle’s hands grasp mine. He held on to it as if his life depended on it. My crying eventually turned into small sobs, I tried controlling them. I opened my eyes and saw Kyle sitting next to my bed. His eyes were red; he looked very worried and tired. He sure hasn’t gotten any sleep.

“I’m sorry” I told Kyle.

He shook his head, “Don’t ever do that again Rose.  You don’t know the pain you caused your parents, the pain you caused me” He said looking down.

I squeezed his hand; the tears were threatening to come out again but I didn’t let them. “I’m so sorry. I just couldn’t anymore.”

He didn’t answer me; he just looked up and stared into my eyes. Silence surrounded us, it wasn’t awkward silence it was peaceful. I finally decided to break it after a while.

“Where are my parents?”

“Your mom is asleep in the couch” I turned my head and for once inspected the room, I found my mom asleep on the couch. “And your dad went down to the cafeteria to get some coffee. We had a hard time convincing your mom to rest, she wouldn’t stop crying.”

I cringed at his words. I had caused them all this worry and pain. I had acted selfish and had not thought about how it would have affected them.

“Do you want me to wake up your mom?” He asked.

I shook my head no, “let her rest, I’ve done enough to keep her away from it.”

A silence passed between us, and Kyle cleared his throat. I knew he had something on his mind, I could easily read him. I felt that he wanted to say something.