You Bring Out the Best In Me

Chapter 18: Anytime You Need a Friend

That Same Night

Ally's POV

When we got home from the hospital, I crawled back into bed without a word to anyone. I listened to Normani explain what was wrong to everyone else. About half an hour after the room fell silent, I felt the spasms start to come back. They weren't there 24/7 which was the weirdest thing, but it was a good thing too. I got out of bed and slowly walked over to Normani's bed. "Normani?" I whispered, clutching my stuffed moose. "ManiBear?" I gave up when she didn't answer and just climbed in the bed next to her. My stomach turned when I felt arms wrap around my waist and pull me close. I snuggled into Normani's warm embrace as she ran her fingers through my hair. "It'll be okay, Allycat." she said quietly. "Go to sleep."

"But I'm scared..."

"I know, Angel." she sighed. "I told you that I'd be here for you, right?" I nodded and tried my hardest to swallow the lump in my throat. "I'm not gonna hurt you, baby."

"I know..." I mumbled as I started to cry.

She held me tighter against her. "Do you trust me?"

I paused before speaking. "I do." She murmured something that I couldn't understand. "What?"

Normani's POV

Shoot, she wasn't supposed to hear that.Will you trust me to love you? It was a stupid thing to say anyways. "I...um...nothing..." I finally said.

"Okay..." I felt her start to draw random patterns on my arm with her fingertips.

"Allycat?"

"Mmhmm?"

"When you came over here, had the spasms started?" She nodded. "So, how come-" I inhaled sharply when she kicked my leg.

"Sorry!" She whispered frantically, sitting up. "They come back at random times."

"Yeah, but they stopped." I answered once we had both calmed down.

She shrugged. "I guess they stop when I'm relaxed?"

I nodded. "That's logical..."

"Guys, go to sleep." Lauren mumbled as she turned away from us in her bed.

"Night, Angel." I said softly, kissing her forehead.

"Night, ManiBear."

Ally's POV

I woke up first the next morning. I slowly climbed out of Normani's bed and silently walked to one of the bathrooms. I hesitantly removed my shirt, studying my scars for the first time. There were three where I had surgery to fix something that had to do with my broken ribs. I couldn't quite understand the doctors when they were talking about it back in the hospital.

There were also some random ones where I slid across the road or places where the car actually hit me, but there were too many to count.

I reached up to move my hair out of the way so that I could see the scar where I cracked my head open on the pavement. It wasn't too bad, but I knew it was there. My hand seized up and I nearly hit myself in the eye. God, this is frustrating. Okay, just relax. I tell myself, taking a deep breath. Man, all the scars were ugly. And I was going to have to live like this for the rest of my life.

Little did she know, she wasn't the only one checking her scars that morning. *

Camila's POV

I shouldn't have done it. I never should've cut myself. Its too late now, though. God, I'm so stupid. It's a good thing it's starting to get cold outside now. Maybe the scars would go away by summer? Hopefully.