Broken||M.C

*Thirty-Three*

Avery

My eyes fluttered open and I was staring at a ceiling. I could hear muffled noises and I tried to sit up. Mom was immediately by my side before I could do so.

"Hey sweety." She said.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Well, all we know is that someone saw you passed out on the sidewalk and called 911. You were taken to the hospital, where they identified you and then called us."

"Oh, am I okay?" I asked.

"You have a small concussion from where you fell, but that's it. How do you feel?"

"A little dizzy, but other than that okay."

"Avery," Dad said, coming to my other side.

"Do you know why you passed out?" He asked.

"I remember walking home from work, I was just looking at my phone and then....."

I trailed off because I did remember and I wish that I hadn't. I had seen a picture of Michael and some girl. They were holding hands. It was so clear, it was as if it was right in front of me. The room started spinning and do felt like I was about to pass out again. I laid my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes.

"Avery, Avery what's wrong?" Mom asked.

"I saw a picture." I whispered.

"Of what?" She asked.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at her.

"Michael with another girl."

Just saying those words hurt me. Tears came and streamed down my cheeks. I just started sobbing and I couldn't stop. Mom leaned down and hugged me. But this time no amount of hugging could help me.

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The next day I left the hospital. Apparently I had taken a pretty hard fall, so they just wanted to keep me overnight for observation. I just needed to take it easy for a few days to make sure that I completely healed from the concussion.

Once I was home, I went straight to my room and laid down on my bed. Ragan was coming over and I knew she would be here any minute. I just laid there and looked at the ceiling. I honestly didn't know what to think, say or even do. As far as feelings went, I felt nothing.

"Avery?" Ragan peeped her head in.

"Come in." I said.

I sat up as she walked in. She sat down beside me and hugged me.

"How you doing?" She asked.

"Do you mean health wise or in general?"

"Well, like your head and stuff. You said you had a concussion."

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt too much. Just if I move it too fast or whatever."

"Well that's good."

"Yeah, can I ask you something?" I said.

"Sure."

"The other day at the store, when you looked shocked, was it because you saw that picture?"

She bit her lip and looked down and I knew it was true.

"I'm sorry, Avery. I should've told you right then, but I couldn't. I knew you were already hurting enough, the last thing you needed was to see that."

"It's okay, Ray. You were protecting me, you were just being a good friend."

"No, I'm horrible. If I had showed you the picture then you wouldn't have passed out like that. I feel like it's all my fault."

She started crying, which made me start to cry. I put my arms around her and hugged her tight.

"Don't you think that at all. None of it is your fault. You aren't to blame for any of it. I shouldn't have gone on social media anyway."

We parted and both wiped out eyes and tried to stop crying.

"It's Michael's fault." She said. "He's the reason for all of this."

"No, it's not even his fault. It's my sorry excuse for a father." I said.

"Yeah, I guess so. But Michael didn't have to get a new girlfriend."

"No, he did. He needed to move on and he has."

"He did it pretty quick though." She said.

"Everyone has their own way of moving on."

I looked at the picture of us that was on the table beside my bed.

"And some just never move on at all."

"Aw, Avery. I just wish that I could take all of your pain away."

I smiled sadly.

"I appreciate it, Ragan, but I wouldn't wish this kind of pain on anyone. It's the worst feeling ever. I just, I never thought he would move on so fast or that he would give up so easily."

"He was just trying to protect you." She said.

"I know, but by protecting me, he hurt me even more. It's kind of funny."

"What is?" She asked.

"The fact that the one person, the one thing that I could always turn to, I can't anymore."

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I can't even listen to them anymore. 5SOS, the songs that used to calm me down, bring me even more pain now. Part of me wishes that he and I had never happened. I wish I could've just stayed as the crazed fangirl and he could be the boy I loved and admired."

Ragan put her arm around me and pulled me close. I just laid my head on her shoulder.

"You know, if none of this had happened, if you were still that crazed fangirl, you would still want it. You would still want to date him, to be his. So yes maybe it would've been better if it hadn't happened, but if it hadn't of, you would still want it to. So in reality, there's no winning with this situation."

I just chuckled and shook my head. I sat up and wiped my eyes from where I had been crying, again.

"You are absolutely right." I said. "I guess there really isn't any winning with this whole thing."

"Nope, there's not." She said.

"I'm really trying to move on."

"I know you are and eventually, you will. It'll take time, but it will happen."

I was sure that it was true, that it was possible to move on. People do it everyday. But how do you move on from someone who gave you the world? From someone who you loved with your whole heart, who could make you feel the happiest you had ever felt. How could you just move on from that? I had no idea.....

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So I'm basically giving up on ever getting noticed by Michael or 5SOS like idk how ppl do it! I mean I've tweeted them son pretty funny things, but still nothing! It's frustrating...

Okay rant over. Plz vote and comment and love this! Oh and an update on Heartbreak Girl, I will be adding another chap soon, I'm just stuck atm and trying to figure out what needs to happen next. Byeeee🙃