Afraid • l.h

Chapter 35 • "I will. Later."

Luke's POV

It's been three days since Tilly was last in hospital and it's now Thursday. That was certainly not how I planned on spending our 1 week anniversary. I have been staying with Tilly everyday this week and no body knows except our circle of friends. Ashton rings in everyday as my dad to say that I'm ill and won't be coming in.

"Luke?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry." She says sadly.

"It's okay. Well it's not but it will be."

"I was honestly just really sad and I became weak because of all the crying. I wasn't thinking straight at all and look where that's got me."

"I'm sure lots of people in your situation have done something similar before." It's true I know people that have one being Ashton. "Come on, let's just sleep and cuddle."

"But it's 2 o'clock. I'm hungry." She says getting up.

"No no. You stay there. What do you want?"

"Umm.. A buttered roll."

"You've got to eat a bit more."

"I will. Later." She says and I head down stairs.

Tilly's POV

Luke has been so good to me over these past few days. He must have got time off from school because he has been with me all day everyday. He goes home to sleep but comes back early in the morning. When my mum found out what happened she was shocked but sympathetic and she said that my father wouldn't have wanted me to be like this which was true.

"Here you go." Luke says as he walks in with a plate of food that I really don't have the energy to eat.

"Thanks Luke. For everything." I say. I think I'm starting to trust him more but I just had to be sure. Trust is earned and I'm not good at dealing with when its broken.

"You're welcome." He simply replies. "You better get ready. We have a follow up appointment to be at in 50 minutes."

As soon as I have finished my small lunch or should I say snack I throw some clothes on and me and Luke head to the hospital.

"Miss Wilson." A woman pokes her head out of the hospital room door.

We walk in and take a seat while she fills out some paperwork on her desk.

"So, how have we been?" She asks me.

"Fine. I'm doing okay now."

"That's good. Are you the contact number?" She asks Luke and I give him a puzzled look.

"Yes that's me." He replies.

"Okay well the doctor has decided that we are going to offer you therapy however we are not really offering it because it's seen as compulsory to get better. So the courses will be-"

"But I don't need therapy."

"I'm under doctor orders."

"This was a one time mistake. A stupid one. One that I'll never do again."

"But my dear we have to be sure of that. It's nothing bad just a little talking session."

I finally give in and the nurse gives me all the information I need before me and Luke headed straight out of the hospital doors to go home.