Bipolar •Zach Clayton•

Promise Me

{short chapter}

When I woke up I noticed I was tied to the bed.

Nurse- We have been able to recently diagnose you with something..

Me- What do you mean??? Why am I tied down.

Nurse- You have been sent to the facility a while back and we noticed something in your behavior.

Me- What do you mean?!

I raised my voice higher.

Nurse- Maleah... your bipolar. You have been dealing with this for a while now. Maybe you haven't noticed it, but we have.

I didn't know what to say... its not very surprising. I just never felt as if I would be actually diagnosed with this.

Nurse- We will put you on medicine for now.. at least until you can manage your disability.

Me- You act like I'm blind! If I've dealt with it for this long, I can do it now. Wait is Zach okay? Where is he?! Where is my baby?!

Nurse- The child is still with your mother in la-

Me- Zachs mother.. We aren't married.. I don't even know what we are.

Nurse- I'm not the counselor but you may speak to her if you need to. Zachary is recovering. They added final stitching and in a week or two he may be released on bed rest.

Me- Okay.. Can I see him?

Nurse- Yes.. lets see if you can stand.

She held both my arms and tried to balance me.

Me- I got it. Just minor pains.. I can walk.

We walked over into Zach's room.

Zach- Ya know, hospital dresses look good on you...

I felt so bad for him. His eyes were puffy and he had bandages every where.

Me- Not too bad yourself.

I blushed before walking to him.

Me- What are we?

Zach- I don't know yet..

Me- The nurse thought we were married.

Zach- Not yet.

Me- What do you me-

He held out a little box.

Zach- It's a promise ring. Babe. Promise me you will be here with me no matter what.

Me- I...I...