The Bad Boy Returns

Chapter 18:I Have to Get Surgery

KAT'S POV

I had spent almost the rest of that school day in the bathroom trying to collect my self and start breathing again. This has been an overwhelming start to the new school year and frankly it is stressing me out. With Brit bullying me to the max and Alex toying with me again or having Nate barge back into my life like a bull who spotted  a red flag. On top of all of that there are my mixed feelings I'm having. The very foreign feelings in my heart and my brain for Shane. With all this commotion going on in my head I don't know how I haven't had a breakdown yet.
I stand up for my place on the ground and lazily walk to the sink,splashing water onto my face to clear my tears and calm me. I look in the mirror seeing this person I have become. Less enthusiastic about life and full of cynicism.
I am pulled out of my self-loathing when I hear my cell phone ringing. By the hum of Star Wars playing I already know that Shane is calling me. I quickly clear my throat to erase any signs of crying and answer.
"Hello?" I say simply.
"Hey Kat. I was wondering if you could swing by the hospital? " he sounded distraught, not addressing me by his usual little nicknames he's made for me. All thoughts of before are gone as I think of what might be wrong. "Of course. Is everything all right Shane?" I say feeling a little confused at his tone.
"Yeah. Just want to talk." He says quickly. "Ok. I'll be there in a little bit." I tell him. On the other line I hear what sounds like a sigh of relief before he says goodbye and hangs up. That was an odd phone call. I've never heard him talk like that or act like that. He's always so loud and confident.
I make my way out of the bathroom, glad that I have a reason to leave this place. As I turn the corner I run into Brit.

Great. One of the top three people I want to strangle.

"Ahh looks like we found the freak." She chuckles with a devilish smile playing on her lips. I see her group of friends approaching us as others leave the class room. Looks like I really did stay in that bathroom the whole class.
"Now why did you run off so fast. Were you crying? Did you have an accident? It wouldn't be the first time." She coos giving her fake pout. I roll my eyes. Any chance she gets she likes to bring up accidents and issues I had years ago. Like when I first got my period.
Yes, the one that Shane told everybody about before pushing me into a puddle of mud. I guess she forgot that she was the one who gave me her jacket and stood in front of me to help me cover it up. Pretty sure that girl doesn't exist anymore. Wow how those two roles have reversed. Who would've known?
"I don't have the energy for this today. I've gotta go." I exclaim, pushing past her and praying she won't try to stop me. To no avail she grabs my arm and pulls me back. "I told you not to ignore me." She says getting into my face.
"I'm pretty sure that your the one who's been ignoring me for the past three years, so don't even start. Now let. Me. Go." I state behind clenched teeth before I stomp away. That shocked her in her place. She froze looking confused. Honestly I'm shocked too. I know it was a small step that won't really make a difference in how she treats me but it felt good kind of standing up to her , even if it was small.

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I make my way down the hall heading to Shane's hospital room. I open the door slowly, ducking my head in to see Shane, alone in the room, pacing the floor and biting his nails. Which, in hindsight, is probably not a good idea for him because he is not supposed to be up and moving a lot. I crack the door open further and clear my throat letting him know that I'm here.
He stops mid-step and lifts his head up to look at me. His posture seems to relax slightly as his eyes land on me.
"Hey. You're here." He says weakly. "Yeah. Are you ok?" I ask, feeling a little nervous myself.
"Yeah. No. I don't know..." He sighs frustratedly as he starts to pace again going a little faster. At first I'm too baffled to do anything. I have honestly never seen him like this before. He's looking distraught and shaky and he doesn't have that thick layer of sarcasm that secretly is pretty funny at times. This whole ' not joking around' thing is really confusing .
His eyes are darting around the room nervously. I decide to stand there patiently and wait until he's ready to tell me why he's acting nervous. After a couple minutes of him pacing and mumbling to himself he stops in front of me. "I have to get surgery."

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I looked at him, shocked. I can see now why he would be so nervous. Even for Shane that's a difficult thing to have to go through. At a loss for words I step closer and put an hand on his shoulder in attempt to show him that I'm here. "The doctor said that I had a lot of internal bleeding. I mean I'm fine right now but he said if we don't do the surgery it could get worse and even kill me. He even said I might have to get some type of brain surgery because of my head injury." He exclaims, breathy. He has the faint look of tears brimming his eyes, daring to stream down his cheeks. He looks like he's going to break down and cry at any second now.
Wow he must really be scared. I can't help but feel like I need to help him and protect him from this. These feeling are so jumbled I don't know what to think. I push down my feelings and remember that he probably needs someone right now and for reasons unknown he chose me to be the person he confided in.
I shockingly feel honored that he trusted me enough to show me this side of him. I rub my hand up and down his shoulder before hesitantly pulling him into a hug. At first he doesn't do anything and I feel like a complete idiot for doing it until I feel his arms wrap around me, hugging me back with a force that feels needy.
"I'm scared." His voice cracks as he whispers into my ear, continuously hugging me back.
He's always hidden behind his mask of sarcasm and jokes that I started to believe that he wasn't scared of anything.
We stay in that position for what feels like hours but probably only minutes.
The door creaks open and we both pull away, Shane turns away from me and wipes, what looks likes tears, off his face before anyone can see. I turn to the other way to see that the intruder is only Jennifer. She smiles at me and greets me. If she saw what was happening she didn't show it. Though I think with her amazing mom senses she probably already knows everything, especially how her son his feeling even if he tries to hide it from her.

"Hey sweetheart." She directs towards Shane after greeting me. By the time she gets to him he's got his infamous smile on and if I didn't know any better I would have believed he was fine but just like me Jennifer doesn't look like she believes him either.

Mom senses I'm tellin' ya.

"Honey, you know your not supposed to be walking around and moving, come on." She helps him back to his bed. He complies but refuses to lay down completely. She sighs at his stubbornness but doesn't push it. I feel a sense of awkwardness standing in the middle of the room.

The bubble of silence surrounding us is deflated as we hear a heavy knock on Shane's hospital door.

To my dismay I am horrified at the person on the other side of the door. The person from my past who , despite my efforts, won't seem to go away.

"Nate?"

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