Chapter 5

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Stephanie Larson's POV

"Is my Jeep okay?" I asked the nurse.

I woke up to a hospital room with just a snotty nurse.

"I wouldn't know, the accident portfolio is missing." she said, writing down my vitals on a chart. "Well goodbye, Sophia." she said. "Its Stephanie. You would know that if you took out the shoe that is shoved up your ass." I said, she scoffed.

I hated her.

Right before she walked out of my room I asked, "Do you have any information about the accident? Does Dylan know Im okay?".

"Like I said, your portfolio has all of your information." She left the room, leaving traces of a Justin Bieber fragrance all over my room.

"Charge it to 200! Damnit, we're losing her."
"Charge it higher!"
"She has lost blood from her head, if we do that, she could die."
"Take a fucking chance, Phil!"
"Its too late, we lost her."
"Damnit, Phil. Charge it to 300! Lets try it again."
"We got her!"

"May I come in?" I heard a male ask. I look up to see the person I've been waiting to see. "Let me check with my boyfriend first." my voice was still rough and scratchy. But my throat was the least of my problems.

Dylan walked into the large hospital room and closed the heavy door behind him. He stood there, staring at me. He then gazed my whole body. He looked at my bruised foot, stitched forehead.

The lady in the ambulance stitched while on the way to the hospital. I don't understand why she would do that though. I firmly believe that my stitches should've been done properly, at the hospital.

Dylan slowly walked towards me. He slowly came closer to my bed. "Im not Voldemort. You can come here and give me a kiss." I smiled at him. He rolled his eyes and did exactly so.

It felt like fireworks.

The kiss was truly magical.

I felt safe when I was with him, he was my safe haven.

"I thought you lost your memory again." he ended the sweet, blissful kiss. I opened my blue eyes to see his gold eyes that were covered by tears. He looked at medical bracelet, "I don't want this on your wrist ever again." he smiled to himself. "Unless you're giving birth to our child, then its okay." I smiled and kissed him once again.

He was still bent over, holding the sides of my face. It seemed uncomfortable, but I loved how he stayed there. I stared into his eyes for what seem like ages. I then, took a glance at his whole face. His right eye was a shaded purple.

That must be a shadow.

It wasn't a shadow.

"Dylan, what happened?" I gently touched the bruised skin. I looked back at his eyes, but then he looked away. He turned his head, along with his eyes. I took my hands away from his muscular back, and moved his face towards me.

We, again, caught each others gaze.

"Dylan. What the hell happened?" my face was serious. "If I-I tell you, you might hate me." his eyes started to water. "Dylan, trust me. Nothing you say will ever make me hate you."

"I beat the shit out of T-Pose and he-uh fought back. I had him on the flo-" I cut him off. "What the hell! Why would you do that?" I yelled at him. "He is the reason you're in here!" he yelled back. His tone frightened me, I jumped. He got off my bed and walked out.

I shortly heard shouting in the hallway.

"Dylan! Stop! There is nothing you can do about her situation. What happened, happened okay?" I heard a female yell. Crystal Reed.

Then my door opened.

My room was soon flooded by people. Arden sat by my side, on a chair. Crystal sat on my bed, trying not to sit on me or make me uncomfortable. Tyler Hoechlin stood, leaning against the wall. Then there was Jeff Davis who sat in a rolling chair.

"So how have you been?" Crystal asked. "I will answer that if you answer me. Why are you guys here? Its like seven o'clock." I pointed to the clock. "We wanted to see if you were ok, how you're doing." Jeff added. I smiled, "Well in that case, Crystal, I'm doing good."

"Did you hear about the bloody beat down in the hallway?" Tyler asked. Everyone looked at him like he just killed a innocent puppy. "Tyler!" Arden shouted. "Wait what?" I knew Dylan and Tyler got in a fight but there was blood?

"She needs to know," Hoeclin looked at everyone. "Dylan picked him up and threw him. He got him on the floor, Tyler couldn't get up. Dylan had him stuck on the floor while punching him with all his might, for about a good minute. Tyler eventually got up, he punched Dylan then ran. Dylan came out with a black eye and Tyler came out with busted lip, black eye, and a cut on his face. Holland and Shelley left after that. They really wanted to be here."

"I need to see Dylan."

"Okay, we'll get him." Jeff said. "We will be in the cafeteria." Crystal added. "Bye hon." Crystal gave me a soft hug. "See ya later." Tyler said. He walked over and patted my head. Jeff wished me luck on my recovery and Arden rubbed my shoulder. "Bye guys!" I smiled.

All four left in an orderly fashioned.

I sat patiently for Dylan to walk through the door. I couldn't believe he would do that to Tyler. My accident wasn't even because of Tyler! There was a buildup and people were slamming there breaks. A car hit me from the back at a high speed and caused my car to roll. None of that was because of Tyler. Yes, I was distracted and didn't the buildup in front of me.

"You needed me." Dylan walked into the room. He wad wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. He had his adidas nicely tied. He was wearing the cologne I bought him for his birthday. "Yeah. I heard about the 'Bloody Beat Down'." I sat up so he would know Im dead serious.

"Did you? Or did Hoechlin tell you?"

  "Yes, he told me. He shared the whole story."

I stood up from my bed, Dylan ran to my rescue. I grabbed my waist to make sure I wouldn't fall. "I can stand and walk."

"The only reason I did what I did was because of you. The thought of him hurting you pissed me off! I couldn't stand the thought of you losing your memory. And if he was the cause of this, your lucky I didn't kill him. I love you with all my heart, Stephanie."

I looked at him.

I saw the face I fell in love with. The sparkle of gold in his eyes consumed my heart. I couldn't stay mad.

"What you did was horrible. Im not mad," his grasp was still on my waist, "But you're disappointed?" he guessed.

I smiled.

  (a/n) sorry for no updates! crazy chapters holy guacamole! hope youve been enjoying it so far :)) leave suggestions for what should happen or what should change :))

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