Love At First Scare? (PTV & FIR Horror/Love Story)

Chapter 11: Story Time

*1 WEEK LATER*

(Elizabeth's POV)

I hate this. I hate being in this fucking mental ward. I'm not dead, oh no. I'm very much alive. Yes, I faked my death. I feel horrible for doing so, but I just had to do it. Let me tell you what I did.

Yeah, I cut my throat and it hurt like a bitch! I was really hoping that I would die, but I had a plan just in case I didn't. So Tony found me and he had Jaime call an ambulance. When the paramedics got to my house, they wheeled me to the ambulance and Tony rode with me the whole way to the hospital. I think I died for a few seconds because I remember passing out or something like that and then seeing Tony again.

We got to the hospital and I was taken to a surgery room. I wanted to be with Tony so bad. I was regretting EVERYTHING. The doctors told me that I was going to be okay and they put the sleeping gas mask on me.

I then remember waking up in a hospital bed. There was a doctor taking notes and writing them down on a sheet of paper attached to his clipboard. He noticed that I was awake and asked me how I was feeling. I tried to speak, but it came out all dry and raspy. Another way to put it was that he couldn't understand me.

-"Here. Write down what you want to say." He said, then gave me a notepad and a pen.

-"Thanks, I feel tired and scared." I wrote.

-"Well I can see why you're tired. That's the medicine's fault, but why are you scared?" He asked me.

-"I'm scared of what my parents will say. They'll hate me for sure."

-"You might get into some trouble, but they won't hate you."

-"Wait, will you do me a favor?" I wrote/asked.

-"Depends..." He replied.

-"Tell my friends and family that I died."

-"Woah, no way. I can't do that, I'll get fired for sure!"

-"Please, I'm begging you!"

-"No way Ms. Preciado!"

-"I'll pay you any amount you want. Just please tell my friend who is in the waiting room (hopefully). His name is Tony Perry. If you tell him, he'll call and tell my family. Then you don't have to worry about anything else. Please?" There was a long pause before the doctor sighed and replied.

-"How much?" He asked.

-"$1000?"

-"$1500..." He said.

-"Alright-"

-"AND...a date." He said. I kept thinking about Tony and how I would be betraying him. Well wait a second...after this, Tony will think I'm dead. So, technically I wouldn't be betraying him. I gave in and nodded to the doctor, telling him that I said yes. "G-great! So I'll take you out in about a month. Why a month you might ask. Well because you kind of have to stay in the mental ward for that long." GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!! I hate hospitals and now I have to stay in one for a fucking month?! God must really hate me. What did I ever do to him? I guess I'll just have to deal with it. I nodded and made a sad face at the doctor and he just chuckled. "Don't worry, time will go by fast. If you want, I can check on you every day while you're there, until you tell me to leave." He chuckled again. I just smiled and replied.

-"I'd like that. We could get to know each other before this DATE. By the way, I never caught your name..." I wrote.

-"Ryan...Ryan Seaman." He said. I just snorted and covered my mouth. "Yeah, yeah I know. Funny last name huh? Well you can blame my parents for that. I've got a funny last name and I'm just an unintentionally funny guy." He said.