Addicted to the bad boy

Chapter 4

 I was awake but my eyes were closed, my head felt sore as a tried to blink my eyes open.

I turned my head slightly to see Blake sleeping in a chair with his head resting on my bed, I smiled softly and lifted my hand to his. Blake shot up so fast I swear he had whiplash.

"Emma- You're awake!"

My throat felt dry but I rasped out sarcastically "No, really?"

he quickly handed me a cup of water and I smiled gratefully at him chugging it down.

I looked around the hospital room confused and quickly remembered how I ended up here.

"Guess what" I whispered into his ear

"What" he asked

"Your adorable" I said

I ran out of the room and outside and into the street

Everything happened so fast, there was a car, and I happened to be In the way

everything went black

I grimaced at the horrible memory and turned my attention back to Blake.

"How long have I been here?" I asked

"2 months" he said sadly

"I- two months..." My eyes softened and I ran my thumb over Blakes cheek

"I'm so sorry" I choked back a sob and he pulled me into a gentle hug whispering softly how it wasn't my fault and that I had nothing to be sorry for.

A few minutes later a doctor came through the door.

"Hello Emma, My names Grace Caraway and I was the neurosurgeon on your case, I'd just like to do a thorough exam to make sure everything working properly and if everything checks out we should be able to get you out of here within a few hours."

I nodded softly and sure enough a few hours later Blake was driving me to his house. 

After arriving at Blakes he insisted on me taking it easy, so right now we are watching a movie while he strokes my hair. My eyes became heavy and I let them close knowing I was safe in Blakes hold. 

I was woken up by whispering in another room, I rubbed my eyes and sat up, noticing Blake wasn't laying with me anymore.

"Yeah babe, she means nothing to me, you know I love you" someone said into the phone 

Was that Blake? 

"What? Yeah I can meet you tonight" he said into the phone

"Okay bye love you too" he said into the phone

I felt my eyes water as my world came crashing down, my stomach rolled and urged me to throw up, until I head footsteps retreating back into the room.

I looked up with teary eyes as Blake stood there looking like a deer caught in headlights.

"Emma-"

I stood up abruptly, so many words swarming my mind, I wanted to scream, I wanted to tell him that I hated him, and that I should have never ever  trusted the bad boy. But the only thing that came out of my mouth was ;

"I hope she makes you happy."

He stood there in shock as I grabbed my shoes, Aces keys and walked out the door. 

Once I got back to my house I ran inside and let out a giant sob, I felt everything all at once.

Hurt.Betrayal.Regret.Heartbreak.

I only knew one person that could help me right now, so I picked up my phone and called her.

"Kourtney" I held back my sobs upon hearing my best friends cheery voice on the other end. 

"Hey Emma! Is everything okay?" 

My heart ached at her concern and I contemplated on just hanging up and never leaving my house ever again.

"Blake cheated on me."

We were both silent for a while, aside from my ugly sniffling and our breathing, and then finally she spoke.. or yelled for several minutes.

"-swear when I get my hands on that boy"

After listening to her talk about all the ways she was going to hurt Blake, she told me that she would be over in a bit. After we ended our phone call I noticed Ace walking up to my front door, probably coming to collect his car. 

I opened the door, almost certain I looked like a hot mess. I handed him his keys and slammed the door in his face. 

About an hour later Kourtney showed up and we were sitting on my couch watching romantic comedies.

"I'm mad at myself more than I'm mad at him." I blurted out

"I'm mad for always being nice, for always giving into him. I think a deep part of me always screamed to not trust him, but he was so gentle, so kind..." I trailed off and then continued "I'm mad for depending on him, for wasting my time with him, I'm mad at myself for getting attached."

 I looked up at Kourtney with teary eyes.

"I'm mad at myself for missing him when he doesn't miss me."

Kourtney pulled me into a hug as my tears threatened to fall, I stared emotionlessly out the window and hugged her back. We didn't say anything for a while, she just held me like she was afraid to let go.