CHAPTER 12
***Kristen's POV***
Marcel and I finally got out of the hospital today. We got are flowers and I grabbed the big teddy bear. I love it so much, it reminds me of him so much. As we go down to the parking lot we pass by a room and Marcel just freezes right there.
"Marcel whats wrong? Did something happen in there?" I ask him. I want to know why he stopped and just stood there.
"Two things happened in this room. One this is the room I was in when I got hit by John and his friends so they brought me here. (If you don't remember its in Chapter 2). Two this is the room the driver hit us was in. They let him go today too. I guess he already left and is trying to think of a way to sound innocent." Marcel says to me. I see his hand is in a fist. He is holding it so tight that his knuckles are turning white. I don't like seeing him like this. I gently place my hand on his and its like I deflated a balloon. He let his grip go and I slid my hand in his, I entwined are fingers and we started to walk away.
We got to the parking lot and started walking to there car. I froze I couldn't go on anymore. It was like someone put a invisible shield in front of us. Marcel stopped with me and just looked at me.
"Baby what's wrong? Are you ok?" Marcel ask me and I feel tears coming down my cheeks. I can't do this. I'm not ready for this.
"No I can't do this. I'm scared that we might get hit again. I don't want to lose one of you. I can't do it Marcel." I say above a whisper. He wipes my tears away and lifts me up. I wrap my arms around his neck. I cry softly into his chest.
"Marcel?"
"Yeah love."
"I'm sorry but, I can't go in the car."
"You have to. I will protect you I will do everything in my power to make sure of it."
"I don't want to lose you though Marcel."
"I rather it be me and not you."
I feel him place me down in the car. I crawl to the other side of the car so he could get in. Marcel gets in and I sit in the middle. We put are seatbelt on and wait for Gemma and Anna to put theirs on.
"You guys got your seatbelt on? And is it tight?" Marcel and I answer her and she slowly starts to drive. I grab onto Marcel's arm and he wraps his arm around my waist. I lean my head on his shoulder.
"Its okay. I got you and I won't let you go till you feel safe in a car again." He whispers into my ear. I blush and kiss his shoulder.
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We finally get to the house and I walk in and sit on the couch. I missed this couch for some reason. Wait....there is something I miss more. I get up and run upstairs. Awww god I shouldn't run that hurt my ribs. I can't believe they haven't gotten better. I hope it gets better before we go back to school. I would hate to go to school and still have it than if someone bumped me it would be so much pain. Wait how long have we been out of school.
I walk back downstairs and head into the kitchen. I see Anna and Gemma cooking.
"Mmm. Smells good. Um I have a question for you guys." I say and they continue to cook but they look up real quickly.
"What is it? You can ask us anything Kristen." Anna tells me. I nod and continue what I was saying..
"How long was Marcel and I out of for? Like of school and stuff." I ask cause I'm scared of what they might say to me.
"Um a week and a few days." Gemma tells me. Oh my god that is a long time. I understand why Anna started to cry when I woke up. They were tears of joy. It makes sense now. The project ugh. Well this just gets better doesn't it. I hate that we have to do it still. Its due so soon. I don't like having stress and poor Marcel its going to be worst for him at school. I don't want him to get bullied at school but, everyone is going to do it anyways.

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