The Hospital Room (Cashley & Jindy)

Chapter 10

~Andy's POV~

Morning, I hate the mornings, but I'm trying to change my attitude; that way I can leave faster. But I don't know if I'll turn back to my ways before I came in, my parents would be disappointed if I did. And even then, I don't think I'll ever fully break my habits, they'll always lurk there. I'll always think about how many calories there are in a certain bit of food. These are habits that I just can't break, sadly.

I've still been watching Jinxx; I guess I just observed everyone in the room. Though, I think everyone in the room does that now. It's just interesting, but I was kind of scared of Ashley, his mood changes rapidly, and he seems to have a lot of underlying problems that were never looked at. Maybe that's why he is how he is now, which is a shame.

I guess the main reason I am how I am now is bullying. I used to be very overweight as a kid, which got out of hand. I used to get upset and just eat and eat till I felt sick. So then, after being bullied for so long, my parents did tell me that I had to lose some weight. So that's what I did, I lost weight. But they didn't like how I was losing weight. I wouldn't eat and over-exercised till I became so think that I looked very very sick... that was when they noticed and forced me to come to the hospital.

But they visited me, they came in to see me and congratulate me on improvements I was making, which I was glad for, it was nice being told that my parents were proud of me for recovering. It made me want to continue to recover even though the thought scared me. But the doctors had set a goal for me that would make me still on the skinny side as that was what I wanted to be, I didn't want muscle weight or any of that, I was perfectly fine with being lanky.

Right now we were eating breakfast and I found myself struggling, but I needed to eat it so I did, even if it made me feel a little sick afterwards. I wanted to leave, as much as I liked everyone in the room; and CC, I had to leave, I wanted to be in a band, I wanted to tour the world and make tons of friends, visit old buildings, all of that. That was my dream and goal in life. I needed to do this; otherwise I wouldn't feel as if I'd fulfilled my purpose.

I could sing, sort of. I probably needed training to sound good, but I could sort of do it so I had a chance I guess. I just needed to find the perfect people to be in the band. They had to have the skills to play and want to have the same image as I had. Like children of KISS basically, that was my vision. It looked really cool in my mind, I couldn't wait to get out of the hospital and put this together. I really couldn't wait.

I'd finished my food and had set everything aside, looking blankly around the room. Jinxx was coming along good, I wanted to try to talk to him about everything that was going on inside his mind but whenever I did work up the courage, and my words always seemed to fail me. So instead we'd just sit and he'd let me watch him drawing whatever masterpiece he was doing. He was very good at drawing bones, and flowers. He drew a ribcage with flowers bursting out of the chest this one time. It was beautiful, I'd complimented him and all he'd done was blush and thank me very quietly. He'd seemed embarrassed.

"A-Andy...?" A very soft voice called from next to my bed, I turned my head to look at the boy I seemed to be infatuated with. Jinxx. His hair was messy, sticking up in places and there were bags under his eyes, but he looked adorable.

"Yes, Jinxxy?" I asked with a smile, grinning at the way his cheeks turned red and he looked down for a moment to compose himself before looking back at me, in the eyes.

"I wanted... to know, if I could... draw you, maybe..." He whispered, seeming to become embarrassed and shy all of a sudden. I guess he had a reason to though, but I thought it was cute that he wanted to draw me.