*Still Oliver's POV*
I walked around the hospital waiting room anxiously. Why haven't they told us anything? When we got back to my house, I told my parents what happened and we took her straight to the hospital. We've been here for an hour already and they haven't told us a fucking thing.
"Mate, sit down. Pacing isn't going to give us any information any sooner." Tom told me.
I sighed, "I know, I just am so anxious." I sat down.
What if we were too late? I know I don't necessarily like her, but I definitely don't want her to die. I really hope she didn't think I did. I mean, when she saw me she smiled, that's a good thing right? At least I think it was cause she saw me that she was smiling.. We heard the doors open and saw the doctor step out, everyones heads snapped up.
"Amanda Thomas?" he called.
Nearly half of the waiting room was here, the guys, my parents, Tom and Emily. We all stood up at once and ran to the doctor.
"Is she okay? She's going to live won't she? SPEAK." Everything spilled out of my mouth at once.
"Whoa whoa, calm down. She's just fine. Yes she will live, she just passed out from blood loss. Amanda is awake now, you can go and see her." We all sighed in relief. I'm so thrilled, she's alive. We all rushed past the doctor, heading to Amandas room.
She looked so fragile laying there. IV's in her arms, brusied cheeks and blood stains. Matt was the first to go up to her.
"How are you feeling, love?"
"Physically, I feel better than before..mentally, not so much." Her voice was very hoarse, it was merely a whipser.
Everyone frowned at that last part, a few pairs of eyes flickered in my direction. Everyone took their turn talking to Amanda, even the guys who, all besides Nicholls, had no clue who she was. They all took a liking to her just like Matt did when they talked to her. Seemed like I was the only one who just didn't, I don't even know why I didn't like her.
I coughed, "Uh, can you guys give us a moment? I want to talk to Amanda alone." I said quietly. They all nodded and walked out of the room, leaving it just me and her.
"Wow. You came?" Amanda asked surprised.
I felt a spark of annoyance, she couldn't just appreciate that I came?
"Yeah, I did. Why are you so surprised?" I spat.
"I thought so." She sighed.
"Thought what?" Now I was feeling really annoyed.
"Just that, I knew that once you even see me, you'll just get one good look at me and then boom I'm an annoyance once again. I can see it now in your eyes. You're annoyed with me." She looked up at me and gave me a small smile.
"You're right. You are an annoyance."
"I know, I've always been. It's nothing new to me. I just honestly don't know what I did wrong to you. Was it cause I came and intruded in your house? I thought you all looked like a nice family, and they are, then there's you that likes to just make me more miserable than I already am. You make me feel as if you wouldn't care if I would have died back there." she said quietly, sinking farther into her pillow, scared of what I might say next.
"Well I did come, didn't I? I do care if you would have died, I could've ignored your calls for help, but I didn't. I came and I helped you and now you're alive and you can't even appreciate that."
Her eyes snapped to mine and she gave me a shocked look, "You think I don't appreciate that you saved me? No one has ever saved me from anything, including myself. So yes, the one time that someone saves me, I'm going to appreciate it. So don't make me seem like the bad person here, this isn't either of our faults that I was almost raped by some dumb drunk." She spat at me.
Wow, she finally let out some real attitude towards me, "I didn't want the guilt of knowing I let someone die on my back for the rest of my life." I simply said.
"That's all, huh? You should've just left me there to die. I would've been a lot happier." She said, tears running down her face.
That was stupid of me, I shouldn't of said that. I didn't mean it entirely, but I really didn't want to feel guilty for the rest of my life for knowing I let someone die. I felt truly bad. "Amanda that's not how I--" I began to say.
"Save it. I don't need fake apologies just to try and make me feel better, Oliver. Just..go." She looked down at her hands, tearing falling rapidly.
I moved closer to her bed, but she reached up and gently tried pushing me away. "No..don't. I knew I should've killed myself a long time ago. I knew no one wanted me here. I'm sorry for whatever I've done. Once I'm let out of here, I'll get a job and try and save up money so I can leave. You won't ever have to see me again." Her voice was now thick with tears.
As much as she tried pushing me away, I pulled her into a gentle hug. She didn't know what to do, at first she just kinda sat there. I wouldn't let go until she hugged me back, she finally did.
"Before you interupt me again, I'm sorry for what I said earlier, that's not how I meant it." She let go of me and patted my arm.
"It's okay. I'm used to things like that." She looked up at me and smiled sadly.
"Amanda?" The doctor came back in with release papers. "You're free to go home now, just let us take these IV's out. If you experience any headaches, take some midol and it'll help, I'd say, I thought you'd have some broken bones from all this mess, but you're a strong girl."
"You have no idea." Amanda said laughing. The doctor didn't understand what she meant, but I did, even though she didn't know it.
We were in the car on our way back home, Amanda didn't speak much, she just stared out the window. It was around 3 in the morning when we got back home. Everyone went into their rooms to go to sleep, I strayed into the kitchen to grab something to drink.
I heard Amanda's feet dragging upstairs, she's probably really tired from all this. I'll try talking to her in the morning, maybe we can work things out.
Aw, Oli showed a bit of his soft side. :) The next chapter will be back in Amanda's POV, but quickly will go back into Oli's, I've got a surprise for you guys!
