Bleeding hearts still pound

chapter 3

My eyes flutter open. I look up to check Michael.

He was staring down at me with a smile across his face. "Hey beautiful."

"Michael your awake!" I jump up and wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze him close to me.

He wimpered under my touch. "Does it still hurt?! I'm so sorry!"

"Haha its ok." He smiled and hugged me back.

The doctor came in and talked to Michael for a little bit then said. "Michael will be released in the morning."

Then left again. I couldnt stop smiling at Michael, I couldnt believe he was awake.

"How long was I out?" Michael asked.

"Six days." I answered.

"Wow." "Mhm."

The conversation kinda died after that. "I'm gonna take a shower, I feel disgusting."

Michael got up from the bed and made his way past me and into the small bathroom. Ahh silence.

I don't know why I wanted silence, iv had it for the past six days. But it was nice.

Michael came out in a new clean hospital gown, hair still dripping wet. I grabbed a towel and placed it on his head and started to dry his hair.

I always did this. I felt like his mom.

He needed some motherly figure in his life to do this, since he didn't really have one. "Thanks."

He gave me a smile. "Mhm no problem."

He looks down at his hands and start playing with his fingers. He does this when somethings on his mind.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Nothing..." He still doesn't look at me.

"No tell me, Michael you can't fool me, iv known you to long, so what's on your mind?" I asked.

"Well..." He was still staring at his hands and his face was turning red.

"I was wondering if we could sleep in the same bed tonight?" He said only loud enough for me and him to hear.

"Like we use to when we were younger?" He glanced up at me on the last word.

"Michael we could get in trouble." "I don't care."

He cut me off. He looked at me with with a stern look.

I could tell he wanted this. Needed this.

"Okay." I say in defeat.

Now it was 6:30 and the nurses brought us food. Michael ate like he was starving.

He probably was since he was asleep for six days. "This food sucks but I'm starving!"

Michael said with a mouth full of mashed potatoes. "Did you guys nit feed me or something?"

He asked with sarcasm in his voice. "They said that they did but I don't know."

I said playing with my food and not making eye contact with Michael. I was nervous about tonight.

I know we did it when we were kids all the time but its different now. Were both teenagers, we've changed.

At least I have. We finished our food and disposed of it.

I put in my favorite scary movie the grudge 3. I crawl into bed nest to michael and he pulls me so close to him.

He wraps his arms around me and places his chin on top of my head while I lay my head on his bare chest. "Have you gone home yet?"

Michael asks. "Yeah, once, to get clothes."

I went home to get a change of clothes the day after I was released from the hospital. "Oh, did anything happen?"

I knew what he ment. When he asks if anything bad happened he was asking if my dad abused me while I was there.

"Nothing to bad." He tightens his grip around my waist as if I'm about to be taken away from him.

"Tell me about it." See this is one of the reasons I love Michael, he is always there for me and will listen to my problems. Maybe I should start doing the same for him.

"Well he punched me in the face, but he was drunk." I always made excuses for why my dad abused me. He was either drunk or I did something to make him mad.

Michael sighs and snuggles closer to me. "I'm so sorry I wasent there for you." It's not Michaels fault, its not like he could really have done anything. One he was unconscious and last time he tried doing anything about it my dad almost broke Michael's leg.

yaaaaay summer!!!! sorry it took so long to upload this -_- but be expecting more chapters this summer! and lots more drama ;D

And also be expecting more stories from me! :D

BYE LOVE YOUS!!!