heads or tails // m.t + c.p [ discont. ]

Ch 0.4 • Hospital Bed

Around me I could hear noise. Just blank noises with no meaning, voices with no face. I could hear a gradual beeping beside me, loud and clear and strong. Heartbeat. I'm alive, at least. But why am I...oh, car accident. With Charlie. Wait, Charlie! Despite what I said about the guy I really do like him, when he lets down his walls he's sweet and caring and he takes me for ice cream. The beeping was getting slower, less often for the same amount of time and a million thoughts rushed around my head. I'm dying, protruded from the rest. Dead. Death. No longer alive. I'm not ready for that, I've only just got a career, I didn't say goodbye to the people I love the most: Ryan, Justin, Emmy, mom, dad, Ashley, I could go on forever. Suddenly it stopped, the consistent beeping stopped and was replaced with pure white noise. I struggled and fought with the hands trying to pull me under. People rushed in, doors smashing open. At least I think it was door and I think it was people. After that I zoned out. I didn't care for the pressure on my chest or the zap of electricity that would attempt to start my heart. I will stop fighting and just hope I make it out alive. So that's what I did. 10 minutes passed and my eyes flickered open, my eyelids were heavy and it was hard, but I managed it. "H- hello?" I croaked. My voice was dry and my vision blurred but nevertheless and nurse walked in and started fiddling with the machines beside my uncomfortable bed. "Hey," I smiled slightly.

"Ah you're awake! 'Bout time, that boyfriend of yours is driving himself insane," she tells me smiling warmly. Wait, boyfriend... Charlie! She's talking about Charlie.

"Charlie's not my boyfriend."

"Well, he's in hysterics honey, he was refusing all treatment until someone came to check that you were okay. After that he went silent and wouldn't talk to anyone, he'd only say your name. And finally last time I saw him, which was two minutes ago, he was sobbing and crying his eyes out begging for us to make sure you're alright. For someone who's not your boyfriend, you sure must be close," she explains and I sit shocked through it all.

"Could I... See him?" I questioned and she nodded. Of course, I'll bring him to you now. I waited impatiently and five minutes later he was here. He had tear stains and he was sniffing and shaking but he looked okay for the most part.

"M- Meghan," he hiccuped, "Are you okay?"  I nodded with a smile.

"I'm fine Charlie, honestly. Are you okay?" He nodded his head slowly.

"Yeah. Listen, Meg, I don't think we should be friends anymore. I'm sorry," then he wheeled himself out of my room and left me sat on my uncomfortable hospital bed in bewilderment.

What the hell just happened?

He turned to look at me just once and he was crying again, salty tears slipping fast and sleek and then landing on his lap as he wheeled himself away in his wheelchair. It was now that Ryan returned, coffee in hand. "You're awake!" He ran towards me and hugged me.

"Ow, Ry you- you're hurting me," I squeaked and he let go.

"Thank god! Don't ever do that again alright? I thought I was gonna lose you, sis."

"Is Charlie okay?"

"Uh, yeah. I think so. Mentally not so much, but physically fine," he smiled, "You want some coffee?"

"No thanks," I wrinkled my nose. I wasn't a very big fan of coffee. "I'll take a red bull though," I smiled.

"No chance little sis, no chance," he chuckled and I pouted at him which only earned me another laugh. No matter how much fun I had with Ryan I couldn't help but think of Charlie. His messy brown hair and his perfect hazel eyes. The way his eyes crinkle when he smiles. And then I thought about how I might never get to see that again. How I might never see his eyes crinkle when he genuinely smiles at me. How he might never take me for ice cream. I got a text.

"Pass my phone," I asked Ryan and he did so. I checked the message and it showed 'hazel eyes' as the contact.

Hazel eyes - I'm sorry, but I'm requesting a transfer.

I felt my eyes water at this and a sob rise in my throat. No matter how much I said I hated him I did kinda like the guy, he was part of my Los Angeles and he was just leaving me? Just like that. "Meg are you okay?" Ryan asked placing a comforting hand on my arm and I nodded. I wasn't going to let this affect me. If he didn't want me around then I didn't want him around, so be it.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I semi-lied. It wasn't a full lie, not really. I was learning to be fine, so I wasn't totally telling a fib. Suddenly the doors burst open and in rushed my parents. Gary and Kelli Trainor, both breathless and panting, their faces both etched with worry.

"Are you okay sweetheart?" Mom asked, sitting at my bedside and taking my hand in hers.

"I'm physically fine ma," I informed, "They're letting me out in a week." She looked like she was about to faint.

"You've been in Los Angeles for less than a week and already you are in a hospital bed! I'm regretting ever letting you move here..."

"Mom! I'm sorry, but my career is better off here. I want to live my dream you know? Find my future husband here and have kids here. I want to live here and technically I'm a legal adult so nothing you can do nor say can make me move back to Tucket, or Nashville," I defend myself, ending it with a spontaneous coughing fit. My mom started to stroke my hair.

"I'm sorry sweetie." She kissed my forehead, "I didn't know you felt so passionately about this place, but still. The fact remains you are in a hospital bed after only a few days!"

"It was a freak accident, mom," Ryan piped up, also defending me, "It's not likely it will happen again so just let her be," he sent me a smile which I returned.

"Kelli, darling, Ryan is right. The likelihood that this will happen again is very small, and she is a legal adult now."

"I know. I just feel like my babies are growing up so fast, living in Los Angeles all by themselves," she sighed, stroking my hair and looking into my eyes, tracing her thumb over the cuts where the glass from the windows sliced. I smiled lightly at her. "Honestly, you'll be falling in love soon," she spoke. "For real."
As she said that I had only one thought circling my mind:

I think I already have.

A/N: *smirks* I really love the end to this chapter to be honest like its so cute!

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