Dont Leave Me

Thirteen

JC was already awake with his hand on his head and he was constantly groaning.

"Babe, are you okay?" I ask him.

"I don't really know, Rosie." I was scared for him. I've been suggesting the hospital for many hours now but he's refused.

"I'll grab your meds."

"Grab the am ones, I don't feel like sleeping." He moans and rolls over onto his back.

"JC feeling bad still?" Tayler asks. I simply nod and walk back upstairs.

I hand him a glass of water and the two pills he was suppose to take whenever he felt Bad but not more than two every three hours.
He takes them quickly hoping for a result of rehabbing his health.

For a whole hour JC had been moaning, groaning and puking from the pain of his leg and the dizziness he was going through.
I was super worried and I was debating on calling 911.
"I'm feeling better now." JC informs me smiling.
"Good." I kiss his cheek.
"Why do you have your phone in your hand?"
"I was really worried about losing you and I was thinking of calling 911 for emergency." I say nervously, he told ms not to do that I was wondering of he'd be mad.

"Rosie, I told you I didn't want that. You didn't call them yet right?"

"Right." He doesn't say much about my thoughts afterwards he changes the subject.

I look at his leg and the scabs are healing Back into skin in a slow process.
"JC, if we ever fight and break up what am I going to do?"

"That's not going to be an issue for you princess'a."

"No no no, there could be a point when you stop loving me and you leave me." I stress from the thought.

"What would ever make you think that?"

"I don't know, I just don't understand how it's possible for a guy like you to fall in love with a girl like me." I shrug.

"Its quite possible because I'm experiencing it right now."

I still remember everything from meeting him.
I remember what I went through before that.
I remember my awful parents and the abusive boyfriend I had before him.
I thought I was in love with him but he put me down.
Tayler was the only one who supported me through all of that.
I still have some scares from the knives I cut myself with.
After I would cut myself my parents and brother would reward me with not feeding me hot sauce.
I was encouraged to cut myself and if I didn't cut myself, my parents paid my brother to beat me up.

I ran away once and they forgot I was even their kid until the police found me unconscious buried into mud in the woods.
Jason, my ex boyfriend knocked me out and thought I was dead, so he tried to burry me and hide the evidence.
Tayler got worried and called the police knowing Jason had something to do with it.
Jason's locked up now but he's suppose to get out soon and I couldn't be more worried.

I snap out of my thoughts and JC must have been watching my facial expressions the whole time.
"I have no clue what your thinking, but stop."

"Why?" I ask.

"Your about to cry, Rosie." He hugs me tightly.

"No, I'm not." I push him away.
He lightly slides his finger across my eyelid and shows me the water on his finger.
"Then what's this?"

"I,er, I'm fine." I explain.

"That's what you guys say when you aren't fine."

"I'm okay, I swear." I force a smile. I was still thinking over everything.
What if Jc would turn into Jason?
I'm crazy JC actually loves me he would never do that.

"Just know that I love you." He kisses my forehead and walks past me.

"I'm going to go get a hot bath." I turn to go to the staircase.

"You should let me join." JC runs up behind me.

"No, go sit down."

I walk upstairs and lock the bathroom door behind me.
"Showering together saves water!" He yells.

"GROSS." I yell back and laugh.