The last thing I remember is closing my eyes and hearing my dad come into my room screaming he hugs me tight and speed dials 911. They come about a minute later and drag me to the car and drive over to the nearest hospital in this case its about 15 minutes away. I wake up in the hospital and I see Jesse inside holding my hand. I quickly pull away and stare at him deeply reminding him we aren't together anymore. He doesn't listen until his lips touch mines and my reaction? I kiss him back. As much as it may seem I hate him. In reality I love him. We slowly pull away and he just sits behind me. The room is dead silent until my dad comes in.
"Sweetheart what were you thinking?" You could have died if it weren't for me coming home
"Ugh, that was the point" I scold at him
"Look I read your letter. You aren't a mistake we all love you. Me and your brother decided if it was best you go to a specialized school, you know until you get better." He says
"No way I'm going there . who's going to take care of me anyway ? You have to work." I say
"Sweety, you'll be living there."
"What! For how long?" I say
"As long as it takes for you to get better. The doctors say approximately 6 months."
"Dad that's nearly half a month. Come on"
"I know it is, but you have to get better" he says as his eyes start getting teary
"But-" I said before I was cut off
"But nothing my word is final. Do you understand?" He yells
"Yes" I nod my head in agreement and he turns around and leaves the room.
"The doctors say that you were lucky, if you're dad didn't find you, you could've died." Jesse says petting my hands.
"I'm not lucky. And about what I said about to you,I take it back i-"
"I still love you. And I've got a question for you" said Jesse
"Ok..." I say
"Will you ho out with me?"
"Of course I will" I say hugging him."so now what? I'm not going to our school anymore" I say
"That's the thing they don't allow visitors"
"What!"
"Its supposed to make the patients better" he says "but can you promise me something?"
"Yeah"
"No matter how hard it is keep on fighting and the sooner you win the closer you are yo getting things back to normal."
"Ok" is all I say and we say goodbye and after a week in the hospital my dad drives me to my new school. I pick up my carry on and go into the entrance, it was one of those fancy schools.
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Falling slowly
De TodoYou Don't Know: What I've been through The childhood I've had How much I hate myself What I do to myself when I'm alone How much I just want to give up ...