Saving Ally

Chapter 38

Picture of Drew!

--Drew Borden

I open my eyes again, hoping to see Ally; of course, she's not here. Breathing hurts, moving hurts, everything hurts. I just want Ally to be here. I just want things to go back to being good. I want her and I to cuddle in my bed without my dad sneaking in on us, of course. I want to see her smile light up the room. I want to hold her and never let go.

My deep thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. My heart beats fast and I smile, hoping it's Ally. But as the door opens, Cindy stands in the doorway. My smile drops instantly and the painful feeling fills my heart once again, but this time, more painful than the last time.

"Hey Drew," she says softly, walking over to me slowly. Her eyes are red and puffy and I can see she's shaking slightly.

"Hey," I respond.

"You don't look happy to see me. I understand though," she says, sitting on the bed.

"Sorry, I just miss Ally. Have you heard about her? Is she alive?"

"I don't know. My mom took my phone after picking me up. She said that things were getting too hectic and that I needed to calm down. I've been locked in my room for days. I finally asked my mom if I could at least come and see you. She allowed me to call your dad. When I heard you were in the hospital... I broke down," she says, looking down at her lap, trying to hold back the tears trying to escape her eyes.

I take her hand, rubbing the back of it with my thumb. "I'm sorry you're in the situation with Ally. It's really fucked up."

Looking at me with watery eyes, she whispers, "I didn't even know until now. My mom just hid all of this from me."

A tear escapes her eye, but she wipes it quickly. She starts shaking badly now. I give her hand a slight squeeze before pulling her into a hug. I ignore the pain. "Cindy, everything's gonna get better."

"How d-do you k-know?" She stutters. It reminds me of Ally so much that it breaks my heart. She's never coming back, is she?

"I'm here. I'll make things better," I whisper in her ear.

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Cindy stays for a couple of hours. We talk about everything from her dad to school. I manage to get a few smiles out of her and she gets some out of me. The pain from Ally being gone is still locked in my heart, but I have to let her go. Maybe this is the start. After Cindy leaves, it's around 8. She gives me a small smile and a kiss on the forehead before leaving the room. I sit still for a couple minutes, letting the silence sink in. It took me a while to realize that I'm not thinking about anything. I'm not in a lot of pain. I'm smiling at least. I don't know if I should feel relieved and glad or guilty and condemned.

My phone buzzes continuously on the table next to me. I reach over and grab my phone. My dads name and picture pops up on my screen. I swipe over and put him on speaker.

"Hello?"

"Good, you're awake. I'm coming to the hospital right now. I'm bringing you a present," my dad says, full of energy.

"Dad, can you come in the morning? I just took medication and I'm already feeling tired."

"Can you just try to stay awake a little longer?"

I yawn, "I can try."

"Okay, I'll be there in 10," my dad says then hangs up. He sounded so energetic and happy. He probably is just trying to keep me happy, but I don't think it'll work.