Broken, BUT Healed

Chapter 7: Uh-Oh

I wake up. I attempt to stretch. "Ow!" I yelp in pain. My body is aching.

I hear a knock on the bedroom door.

"Come in."

Kevin walks in with a tray, with chicken noodle soup.

I smile. I hate soup but how sweet of him.

He sits on the bed and says, "Good morning, love."

I don't really feel like talking, so I just let my fake smile do all the talking.

If I do start talking, I'd act all moody. I'm just in so much pain.

"How's your eye?" He places an ice pack over my eye.

I shiver at the coldness.

What do you think? I say to myself.

He laughs. "I'm sorry, I'll let you get some more rest."

What? Oops! He heard that. Awwe, he must think I'm a moody witch. He wasn't supposed to hear that.

"Sorry." I mumble.

He smiles and says, "Eat your soup, you'll feel better."

"But I haaate soup." I whine.

"It's good." He whines back, mocking me.

Out of nowhere, I get this funny feeling in my stomach.

OMG it feels like I gotta....

I hop up and run to the bathroom, and I made it to the toilet just in time.

I vomit for like 3 minutes straight, while Kevin rubs my back with a worried look, like I died or something. I start to cry.

Don't ask it's a habit. PLUS, I feel horrible. And Kevin just saw me throw up. That's nasty. I know he has to be disgusted or mad. But he's not showing it, I just know for a fact.

"You okay, sweetheart?"

Okay... This man never gets mad. Seriously.

"Does it look like I'm okay?" I say angrily.

He tries to hug me, but I pull away and runs back to the room, locking the door.

I know, I know I'm being a bitch.

He knocks on the door, but I sit there. Argh I'm tired.

I look at the soup, and throws it on the ground.

I freak out, throwing every close object in the room.

After breaking everything I can possibly break, I pass out.

I see nothing but pitch black.

....I open my eyes and Im in a damn hospital room.

The first thing that comes to my mind is... How the hell I get in a hospital !?

I try to sit up and a shock of pain shot though my body.

I can barely see but I can see Kevin talking to the doctor with a worried look on his handsome but pale face.

Im shaking ALOT right now I have no idea . I think I had a mental breakdown.

"Kevin.." I say hoarsely.

He turns to me and stands next to my bed.

He sighs and says "Avery, you need serious help."

I stare at him lost. I don't understand.

He holds my hand looking into my eyes.

"Im worried about you, and I'm gonna get you help."

"Im gonna send you to a psychologist." He says slowly.

I roll my eyes.

"And how the fuck is this supposed to help me?"

He rubs circles on my palm.

"It will. Look, Avery I don't know about your past, but by the way you act, I can see you had a pretty rough past. You can talk to me sweetheart, I'm here." He says as one tear stroll down his face.

"I.. Can't." I say slowly.

"You don't trust me?" He looks hurt.

I shake my head.

"I don't know."

"Really, Avery, you should trust me. I haven't done anything for you not to trust me. Why is it so hard for you to let people in?" He says, looking into my eyes.

"You wouldn't understand. You'd just judge me like anyone else. You'd think Im just a slut."

"Avery, no I wouldn't. The Bible says judge ye not. Its wrong for men to judge other men."

"Quit all that church nonsense, Kevin! Just quit talking to me!" I say annoyed.

"Whatever you say, sweetheart." He says coldly and walks out.

Argh I feel horrible. He's been nothing but good to me and I just.. Ugh! I feel like screaming.

Out of nowhere the doctor walks in.

"Good Evening, Ms. Jones."

I roll my eyes.

His hands catch my attention. He's holding a pregnancy test.

I start shaking.

"These symptoms that you're having are the exact same symptoms of pregnancy, Ms. Jones. I want you to take this test."

My mouth drops.

"Wait, what's today?!"

"The 26th, miss." He says.

I pass out,

...kinda.

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