His Broken Angel

Chapter Thirty-Nine: I'm Going To Slap You

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This is a pretty chill chapter. Not my favorite one and I'm really not proud of it, but I still hope that you guys enjoy this chapter.

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His Broken Angel

Chapter Thirty-Nine: I'm Going To Slap You

I threw my bag to the side before jumping into bed. A rushed sigh escaped my lips as I relaxed on my soft mattress.

Thanksgiving Break was finally here.

It was only Friday, so two more days left and it officially began!

It's only been a few weeks since Claire and Harry have been in the hospital. So far Harry was fine. He was actually walking around the hallways with the whole outfit: gown, slippers, and cane.

For the past few days we've been talking, more than we've ever spoken at all to each other. It surprised me how little we knew each other, especially since we've lived together for all these years.

The only conversation that stuck to my head was talking about how I felt about Reese. I've been thinking about it, way too much for my liking, and still haven't pinpointed my feelings towards him.

Sure he was nice (at times) and wasn't as much of a jerk before I knew him. There were times where I just wanted to slap the crap out of him, but sometimes wanted to just kiss him!

What was wrong with me?

I shook the thoughts away and dialed Alex's number. It's been a whole day since I've heard about Claire's condition, and even with an hour I couldn't wait but hear her voice.

"Nothing," he immediately responded with.

I frowned. "She's seriously not awake yet?" I groaned.

"No. Doc hasn't said anything, just that she's stable and hopefully will wake up. . ."

"It's not the first and last time he's said that, Alex. . . I'm going over there-"

"No you're not," he said.

"Why?"

"Because you need to relax. Instead of waiting for this break to come, you've been nervous and worrying for Claire. You need a break to relax."

"You're saying that I can't worry about her? What the hell, Alex?"

"You need to relax. You come here and start getting anxious and nervous, I will take you straight home."

"Alex!" I shrieked.

"No more, no less." With that he hung up on the phone, causing me to throw it at the wall.

I groaned to myself before picking it up. Fortunately there was no crack, because if there was then I doubted Reese would offer to get me a new phone.

So what was I supposed to do now? There was nothing I could do in this house but feel anxious and nervous for Claire. Exactly what Alex didn't want me doing.

I mean, it's true. I haven't really been focused on this break, or the fact that I finally have a break from school. But Claire was still in the hospital in that damn coma! Why couldn't I just wish that she'd wake up and poof! you're awake.