The Lost Boy

Forget Me-V

I looked over to the bed. I could see a figure lying in it, shivering. I was nervous, I walked closer to him, I was shaking, a voice called for me. "Amanda?" I stood in shock, I was sure the nurse said he was unconscious.

I stayed silent as I walked closer to the bed and examined the person lying there. It was James, I knew that, His face was the true image of pain, eyes closed and a bandage rapped around his head already soaked with his blood.

It didn't look good at all.

"Amanda" he moaned again.

"Uh... I'm here James" I managed to choke out.

There was a pause the room went dead silent, the heart monitor beeped faster now, I panicked, had something bad had happened?

James opened his eyes and tilted his head to the side to look straight at me.

His eyes widened, he processed what he was seeing.

"Amanda" he sighed, he was extremely weak, I could tell by his voice. He lifted his arms to grab at mine but in a harmless pathetic sort of way.

He moved his hands so they were on top mine, I cringed away, what was he doing? I gripped on to the metal rim of the bed.

He was prying at my fingers trying to make me let go.

I relaxed my grip and he slid his hands under mine and held on to them.

I frowned, confused by his actions, James was giving me mixed signals and I was sick of it.

He looked at his eyes, sort of half closed and his face seemed to relax. I could see he was smiling though.

"What are you doing?" I asked him rather impatiently.

"What do you mean, I'm holding you, also because it makes the pain hurt less" He said that as his eyes closed again and his face scrunched up.

"Yeah I've been hurt too" I pulled my hands away from his.

He opened his eyes he looked suprised and confused."What? Are you okay?, I didn't know"

"Ugh" I scoffed, I was pissed.

"A...Amanda What?" He looked scared almost. But I was so mad I didn't care.

"James you're such a dick, I hate you." I should've left him long ago.

He looked up at me like he was going to cry. But for the amount of times he made me cry I didn't give a shit about how he felt.

"But what happened?" James asked me his voice was extremely shaky he was in the verge of crying.

"James I understand that you're injured but you need to let go, stop sucking up to me, you've hurt me and I'm sorry that you had to be hurt this way, but I left you last night and I don't intend on coming back" I told him that sternly I wasn't sucking up to him today.

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Amanda I... I'd never, I actually don't know what happened last night"

He looked up at me as if he was pleeding with me.

But it was too late I wasn't putting up with that anymore.

"Amanda? W...whats the date today?" He asked me nervously.

I was confused as to why he wanted to know. "Its the 20th" I told him.

"Of what?" He asked me.

"March" I looked at him James was paniked but I don't know what he was going on about.