I Didn't Give a Shit.. Until I Met Him

I Didn't Give a Shit.. Until I Met Him (6)

I woke up in a white room, with my head hurting. I really remembered what happened. Well, I know my mother died, I remember running away. And now im in this room. I remember Derek was running after me. Did he have something to do with this? Ya right like he'll take me to a hospital, he probably just walked away.

"Where am I?" I asked to anyone that was in the room.

"In the hospital" I turned to my right and found Derek holding my hand. He let go when he saw me look at our intertwined fingers. I didn't want to let go. I lost everything and everyone, it was reassuring to have someone hold my hand.

"How did I get here?" Maybe the ambulance brought me here.

"I carried you here" I saw truth in Derek's eyes. Even after I yelled at him and ignored him, he still carried me here. The hospital isn't even close to my house, it's at least and hour walking. He walked an hour carrying me?

"Why? I yelled at you, why did you bring me here?" I had to know the answer to this, most people would have watched me suffer, but he carries me to a hospital?

"I didn't want to see you hurt and I wanted to help you" He whispered.

"Thank you" I was shocked when I said it. I hardly ever thanked anyone. He smiled and gave me a hug. I did something I never thought I will do again, I hugged him back. He looked a bit taken back, I mean I was too. I never let people touch me let alone hug me, and now I hug him back. The strangest thing was, I was happy with what I did. I didn't regret it, I felt safe around his arms. Well today is a day full of surprises. Derek opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when someone bust through the dor.

"Alex James?" The officer asked.

"Ya"

'We have a few questions for you" I nodded. I really hope he didn't mention the fact that my dad killed my mom. I didn't want to Derek to know that, I don't want his stupid pity. And if he knows that, he will assume that my dad did other things, which he did but Derek doesn't need to know that.

"Do you have any idea why your dad will kill your mom?" Was the officers first question. Shit. Why did that have to be his first question?

"YOUR DAD KILLED YOUR MOM?!" Derek yelled and stood up. I didn't want him to know. Though Derek did help me, I wish he would leave me alone.

No Alex you don't with that, you want him be your side.

No, I want him to leave me alone.

Keep thinking that Alex.

I crossed my arms over my chest angry at myself. The officer and Derek gave me a weird look but then Derek spoke,

"Alex, did your dad kill your mom?" His sapphire blue eyes burning into my hazel eyes. I didn't do or say anything. I just looked at him. I didn't want to say yes but if I said no the stupid officer will tell Derek the truth. I saw hurt in his eyes. Why was he hurt? But the bigger question was, why did I care?

"Alex James" The officer interrupted. "Please answer the question"

"No I don't"

"So he did kill her" Derek said pointing one finger up, looking like he just solved some hard mystery. What do I say? If I say yes, he'll have some freak attack for no reason, but I can't say no the officer said he did. Maybe if I just stare at him long enough he'll think im dead.

Your eyes are open and your breathing moron.

"Alex, Did your dad kill your mom? The officer said it, but I want to clarify with you" He had a serious face, he hardly ever looked serious. I mean I could just have my usual spazz attack that contains me screaming shit to Derek, but why was I finding it harder to do?