I woke up by the sound of an unfamiliar sound beep beep beep. With my eyes still closed I stretched out my hand hoping to turn off the beeping noise. But instead another hand grabbed mine.
I fluttered my eyes open and saw Lena and Bella. I was pissed off at Bella since she didn't even call the ambulance and tried to get me out of the fight.
"Why am I here?" I questioned weakly.
"You fainted." I could tell Lena had a tear streaming down her eye.
"Then why are you crying?"
She sighed before she could tell me why a nurse walked in, "Honey, do you have any family?"
"Uh yeah my dad. He's at work."
The nurse nodded and walked away.
"W-Where's Kyle?" I wanted to get up from my bed but Lena laid me back down.
"He's getting stitches."
"But is he okay?"
"Yes."
I looked at Bella she showed no emotion.
"Why didn't you call the ambulance?" I spoke loud enough for Bella to hear me.
"I, uh, I don't know." Her voice was quiet.
"Did you even care that my boyfriend was fighting with my ex?"
"I do care, why the hell would I not care?" Bella spoke louder, but in a normal inside voice.
"You pulled me away, you didn't even try to let me stop it, this wouldn't have happened." I looked at my hospital bracelet saying.
Diana McPhee
9:08 am
Medical Center Hospital
Lena cleared her throat, "Diana you need to rest."
Lena stood up and so did Bella, before they left they both hugged me.
"I'm sorry." Bella whispered.
I rolled my eyes as the nurse walked in.
"Sweetie your dad can't make it here in time but the good news is that your concussion was a false alarm." She smiled.
"Concussion?"
"When you fainted, you hit your head against a pole of some sort."
"Oh okay." I was really hurt my own father didn't want to come see me, or "didn't have time".
"Anyway," the nurse took out a needle from my arm. "You're free to go and your clothes are right on that chair."
"Who changed me?" I asked.
"Your friend, the one with black hair."
"Lena?"
"Yeah I guess." The nurse shrugged and walked out closing the door behind her so I could change.
I changed quickly wanting to see Kyle right away. I ran out of the room I occupied.
"What room is Kyle Blank at?"
"Are you a family member?" The lady at the front desk spoke.
"No I'm his girlfriend." I was proud of saying that.
"I'm afraid you can't go into his room unless a family member is with you. Plus he already has a visitor, his cousin I believe."
"It's okay, I'll wait." I lied. I examined the papers she next her computer.
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Staying Strong
Teen FictionSick of crying, tired of trying, yes I'm smiling but inside I'm dying.