Chances // Jizzie [2] (editing) ✔️

Chapter Twenty One

#Lizzie's Pov#

The doctors told me to give up hope, and that I should just go home. On my way out, I went to the front desk. I asked if they would call me if he wakes up. The lady nods politely. Caspar had to pick me up.

When we got to my house, I asked if he could stay the night, he agreed.

"I want him to be okay, Cas." I say crying.

"I know, how about we do something to take your mind off it?"

"Something like wh-" I was about to ask but Casper placed his lips on mine. I quickly broke the kiss.

"Now is not the time for that!" I say quite mad.

"It never is with you, Lizzie!" Caspar yelled back.

"My best friend is in the hospital and you want to kiss?!"

"I just want fun, okay? And if you don't want to have fun, then I'll have fun at someone else's house!" Caspar yelled at me. I felt tears in my eyes. I opened my mouth to say something, but all that came out was a whimper. I placed my hand over my mouth and turned away. Crying.

"Lizzie," I heard Caspar whisper.

"Go have fun, without me." Is all I said. I fell onto the floor. Tears running down my cheeks.

"I didn't mean it, Lizzie."

"When do you ever mean anything?"

"I'm s-sorry." I heard Caspar walking towards me. I jumped up and walked backwards. He stopped.

"Go." I whisper. "Please, just go."

Caspar walked out the front door. I fell on the couch crying.

My best friend was in the hospital, dying. My boyfriend is having fun with someone else. Joel, well, he's Joel. I have nobody. I need somebody. I need Joey. He made everything better. I don't want to lose hope for him, I'm not going to lose hope for him.