It Can't Be Over (Book 2 - Immortalfox)

Chapter 11

Aleks POV:

“Guys…I can walk myself, believe it or not,” I moaned.

My last night at the hospital had been absolutely miserable. James and Seamus, much to their protests, left me after visiting hours, leaving me to my thoughts. And my thoughts were not pleasant.

I was completely numb and, as I woke up the next morning, I still was. I honestly wanted the numbness to remain forever. I knew that what was to come was only pain, and I did not want to have to face that.

Eddie…Eddie…that name. That name was evil. It was Pandora’s Box—it only opened up feelings and emotions one should not have to face alone.

I loved him—past tense. I could not even think about loving him again. It was impossible. It plagued me to have to think of our relationship as over, but I couldn’t think of it any other way.

He chose this. He chose to leave me at my worst. There was no other way that our relationship was a continuing thing. It only made sense—if he left me, then he viewed things as done and through.

I cried myself to sleep last night, Eddie. I cried myself to sleep thinking of what used to be. Does that hurt you? Do you pity me? Please don’t. I’m stronger than that. I’ll forget about you in time, believe me. Just don’t rush the process. Let me take my own time.

Do you see me now? I’m broken—literally—and crying inwardly about something that was once so beautiful but is now soiled. Do you feel bad about that? Don’t. It hasn’t stopped you thus far.

“I know. But something tells me your not going to use crutches very much,” Seamus responded cheerfully.

That’s right. I won’t use crutches in going over you, Eddie. I won’t need Seamus or James. I won’t need you—especially you. Don’t come crying back to me expecting me to fall into your arms like I once did. You can’t find that here.

I could feel walls building within me.

“You’re probably right,” I admitted as we made it through the threshold of the Creature House.

I heard James scoff as he shut the door behind us.

Using my crutches, I hobbled into the foyer, glancing around.

Just two nights ago I had come running down these stairs wearing an Hippo-themed sweatshirt where I then ran out into a supportive, loving boyfriend’s arms, crying and pleading with him to stay—to never leave me behind again.

Then just a day ago I had come running down the same stairs, wondering where in fuck’s sake he had run off to so soon.

That’s when reality set in, of course.

“Well, let’s get you settled in the living room—“ Seamus began but I cut him off.

“No. I’m going to my room.”

Seamus glanced at James, slight alarm in his eyes.

“You can stay down here and talk with us,” James said to me.

I sighed. This again.

“I don’t want to, James. I’m going to my room. If I have to claw my way up the stairs, I don’t care. I’m going to be alone,” I said in the most non-threatening way possible.

There was hesitancy after I said that. I glanced between both of their faces and decided I’d go up the stairs myself.

Just as I made a movement to go up, James put his hand on my bicep and stopped me.

“No. I’ll help you,” James replied quickly, a sigh escaping him.

“Thank you,” I whispered as let him lead me up to my bedroom—a room I once thought I wouldn’t have to call “mine” much longer.

It seemed like infinity had passed since Eddie came to visit me that night.

Once inside the room, James helped me over to my bed.

I sat down and arranged myself to try lying down, James propping my pillows up for me to lie back on.

After getting situated, James let out his umpteenth sigh of the day and propped my crutches against the wall besides my bed.

“Hey,” he said, and sat down beside me.

“Hi,” I responded.

He suddenly leaned in and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me.

It caught me off-guard and I sat there for a moment, frozen. Then I settled into it and patted his back.

“I don’t know why,” he said as he released me, “but I feel like you needed one of those.”

“I don’t know why,” I responded, “I’m fine. A broken bone has never depressed anyone.”

“Don’t bullshit me, Aleks. That’s one thing I ask of you.”

I looked away and ignored him.

“Seamus and I mean it when we way that we want you to talk to us. We’re here for a reason.”

I don’t need to be treated like I’m a handicap.

“Sure.”

James sent me a cold stare but decided—wisely—to leave things be. He exited the room with only one backward glance, a glance that held the same pity I hoped to never see from Eddie.

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Damn dude. First chapter in...what, a week, I suppose? Yeah, damn dude. 

Just a heads up! I'm thinking of revising my uploading schedule. What I think I will do, for the sake of how much time I have during the week to write, I'll change uploading days to Tuesday and Thursday. Please let me know if you'd like two different days. I'm willing to do that, but I can no longer do three. I'm sorry for that, but with each new school year, work begins piling up more and more.

Also, I want to see some major comments on this chapter! Aleks has reached an all-time low, guys! What is going to happen?!