Can You Save Me?

Blue Sky's or Grey Clouds? Part 2.

It's been a week since I've been awake in the hospital. I've been thinking back on the memories from the accident. A realization comes to me. Who am I going home with? Is my mom home yet? Where's Jarred? I start to panic with all theses questions in my mind. My heart starts beating faster and a all of a sudden the door of my hospital room opens. A nurse comes in.

"Are you okay?" she asks politely as she checks the monitor beside me.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." I lie.

"You know it's not polite to lie Ms.Catherine." she said with a little smirk on her face.

I sighed, and told her "What am I suppose to do after I get out of this hospital? Where's... J-jarred..? Who am I leaving with? and most importantly, Where's my mom....?" i finished with my head down, scared and a little confused.

"Oh honey,I know it's all confusing but you need to keep your heart rate down. It makes your recovery easier for you and the more you worry about things, the longer it's going to take to fully recover. We are going to send you home in a couple days is what the doctor told me. You're recovering very quickly. You're a strong girl Bella, with someone who cares a lot about." she glanced to the chair beside me which was where Dylan was fast asleep. I blushed at the thought of him caring about me. " and I know you care about him to" the nurse continued. " I  can tell by the way you look at each other, I'm pretty sure this boy would do almost anything to keep you safe." she finished and looked at Dylan still asleep.

" Me, care for Dylan? I mean, I care about him a lot, but I don't like him." I stated.

"I never said you liked him." the nurse smiled at me with an a little grin.

"shoot." I said putting a hand to my head.

" Just don't worry so much about it all, okay?"

"okay. I'll do my best" I gave her a small smile.

"Okay get some sleep."

"Okay." with that the nurse walked out of the room and I couldn't whip the smile off my face. Did Dylan really like me that much? I can't like him. that's impossible. I've never even had a boyfriend before. But the truth was, I really did like Dylan. I liked every part of him. He made me happy.

• A week later•

"You can now go home Bella" the nurse came in and smiled.

My eyes widened with fright. What am I going to do now..?

"H-home..?" I stuttered.

"Yes your family is here to pick you up." the nurse kindly said with a smile.

"Okay.." I forced myself to sound casual.

My family? That must mean my moms here to pick me up! I thought, very excited to see my mom. I quickly got dressed in some clothes my mom probably dropped off for me while I was asleep and went out the door to the waiting room to look for my mom. I look around a little and I don't see my mother anywhere, so I go to sit down on a chair to wait and then I hear my name being called.

"Bella, over here" a male voice says

I turn around to see Dylan standing with his father and they begin to approach me.

"W-what are you doing here?" I ask clearly confused.

"Were picking you up from the hospital." he simply states.

"B-but the nurse said my family was here to pick me up" As i say this i look around again to look for my mom. There was no sign of her.

"Yeah, that would be us.." Dylan trails off a little and I could see in his facial expressions that something was up. Dylan's dad had walked out of the hospital, probably to wait for us in the car.

"What about my mom? What happened to Jarred? Am I going home? Whats go-" Dylan cut me off by giving me a hug. It surprised me at first but then I wrapped my arms around him as well and embraced it.

"Sorry, I hadn't got to give you a proper hug yet." Dylan says as he lets go of me. Me being an awkward and nervous person, I began to blush. I would say for no reason but, there was a reason I was blushing. It was because of how much Dylan cared about me.

"I-its okay. " I say and move my hair out of my  face.

"Come on, I'll explain more once we get to my place." And with that Dylan and I were walking out of the hospital, and Dylan had his hand on the small of my back. Not to close to high up but also not to close to my butt, the way a gentlemen would do it.

the drive to Dylan's house was quiet. I did a lot of thinking. Mostly worrying and I think Dylan noticed because everyone once and a while he would turn around from the front seat and look at me with a concerned but yet comforting look. I don't really know how long of a drive it was because i had no idea what happened to my phone and I couldn't see the clock in the car. It was probably only about 20-30 minutes but it felt like an eternity. We arrived at Dylan's and we all just sat in the car, I think because no one really knew what to do next.

"I'll meet you both inside, ill start on supper." Dylan's dad finally said and exited the car and entered the house.

after a minute or so of silence Dylan finally spoke.

"Well I guess we should go inside?" he awkwardly asked.

"Yeah i guess we should" I replied and gave an awkward laugh.

Once we were inside we headed up to Dylan's room and Dylan told his dad to call us down when suppers ready. We sat on his bed in silence, neither one of us knowing what to say or do. All there was, was silence. It was killing me.

"Dylan..." I quietly spoke. He  quickly turned his head to look at me already paying so much attention to the one word I had said.

"Yeah?" he spoke

"W-what am I suppose to do..." I said quietly. I realized I was looking down at my feet dangling off of his bed and my hair was in my face, so Dylan couldn't see my face. I could feel the tears  behind my eyes, dying to roll down my cheeks. I held them in like I always do.

"What's going to happen n-now..?" I felt Dylan shift his body but didn't look up or move my hair, I stayed exactly how I was. I felt Dylan's gentle hand on my upper back, I looked up at him and moved my hair from my face. 

"It's going to be okay. I promise, Don't worry about where your going to stay. You can stay here for as long as you want, I already spoke to my dad about it." He whipped a tear off my cheek that I was very unaware of it being there. " We're going to find your mom, and the police will take care of...." Dylan paused. "Jarred." He said sternly and I could see the anger in his face when he spoke the vile name. I turned my body towards Dylan so that one leg was now hanging off of his bed and i was kind of sitting on the other. 

"Thank you.. I don't know what would o happened if I never met you. Thank you so much for trying to be my friend when no one else was. Thank you so much Dylan." I whipped away the tears that were streaming down my face and wrapped my arms around Dylan's neck and embraced him in a long emotional hug. His touch was comforting to me and I couldn't figure out why. It was just something about him that made me feel safe. I pulled away and he let me go slowly. I looked into his dark brown beautiful eyes, as he looked at my eyes his eyes slightly shifted from my eyes to my lips. he looked back at my eyes and pulled me in for a kiss. He put both hands on my cheeks and kissed my lips ever so softly. I kissed back with compassion. These few moments felt like an eternity to me. Its was an amazing eternity. We slowly pulled away and I opened my eyes with confusion and satisfaction.

"DYLAN! SUPPERS READY!" we heard Dylan's dad yell and Dylan yelled back.

"Coming!" but much quieter than his dad yelled. I think it was because he was just as shocked as I was when he kissed me.