I've been to the hospital to see Gunnar almost everyday for 3 weeks. His mother was healthy again, and we had grown fond of each other. We could talk for hours, and multiple times we both prayed that he would wake up, but his condition never got better, but the one day that Moxxi and the rugby team show up, his vitals change, and he begins to stir.
Everyone rushes to his side, and it was no surprise that I was left out. I stand behind Moxxi looking over her shoulder. When his eyes open they find his mother as she cups his face and kisses his forehead. Tears of joy streaming down her face. Then he looks to the rugby team, and finally her. He looked right passed me to Moxxi.
Maybe he'll give her a piece of mind, tell her to get out, but he doesn't. She begins to cry and takes his hand and brings hit to her lips. He just looks at her the way he used to.
"I'm so sorry! I was hurt that you left me! I was being stupid and just venting! I didn't want this! I am so sorry!" He wipes her tears away.
I wipe the tears that I didn't know had fallen and turned away. I couldn't be there any longer. Apparently he still had some kind of feelings for her. As I reached the door and opened it I heard his raspy call out for me, but I pretended I didn't hear it and left.
Why did I even care. It's not like anything was going to happen, and I refused to be Moxxi's rebound. At least now I would be able to go back to my life of solitude, which I wanted. I missed the days alone. The days I didn't have any playing with my emotions and making me feel things, those are the days that I would return to, but why was I still crying?
I reached the elevator and ran into Antonio. "What happened? I thought he was awake," he said gently grabbing my arm. "What's the long face for?"
I stood there for a moment not knowing what to say. Antonio was a complete stranger so of course I don't know if I can trust him. I forced everything down, shutting my emotions off, and forced my walls up as high as I could manage. "Because I just realized years of hard work was thrown out the window." I stepped inside the elevator and pressed the button to the garage.
The door closed shielding me from him. I tried to keep my composure as I left the hospital. I got in my father's car and drove. I wasn't going to go home. I couldn't. I found myself in the outskirts of town when I finally decided to pull over and cry and scream everything out.
It was 1am when I finally couldn't shed another tear, and just like that, everything was gone. No pain. No sorrow. Just emptiness.
I went home. Now that everything was shut out I wasn't going to let anything or anyone else back in. I got out of the car and went into the house straight to my room. I didn't bother changing or showering. I wasn't going to go to school tomorrow. Just so I could take a day to reinforce my walls. To make certain they never fall again.

YOU ARE READING
Broken {Completed}
RomantizmJenna was young and reckless once, who wasn't, but she never thought that she would have to lie to the man she loved. She wanted a happily ever after, but she might not get it. She made mistakes, and the passed 17 years was no exception. She moved b...