The beautiful mistake

Chapter six - Vomiting

I woke up to the sound of something beeping over and over again making me want to pull all my hair out.

Stupid alarm!

I reached over to stop the annoying alarm clock from beeping but a sharp pain stabs me in the shoulder, I let out a yelp in pain as I clutched my aching shoulder, and find it all bandaged up.

What the actual hell?

I find the chance to look around the dark room, the windows were closed and curtains draped over them, they had annoying looking elephants on them. What the fuck do they think I am? A child?

The walls were a creamy white colour and there was a chair in the corner of the room with a body laid across it. I couldn't see their face because it was too dark, but I knew it was male.

Where the hell am I? Because all I know is that it is definitely not my room because I don't have elephants as curtains!

The figure in the corner moved and sat up making me sink into the white sheets of the bed and close my eyes, pretending to be asleep as the figure picked up his chair and sat it beside the bed and grabbed my hand and squeezed it. He leaned down and placed a soft and familiar kiss against my forehead leaving tingles linger on my head.

Just one little kiss made me know who it was.

Jessie Taylor.

God why won't he leave me alone and why is he here? Well whatever this place is.

I slowly open my eyes as his free hand pushes a strand of hair from my face.

"Hey?" I said, weakly.

"I'm so sorry, Baby please forgive me!" he kisses my hand sweetly.

"F-for what?" I frowned in confusion.

"For hitting you"

My frown deepened "Hit me? You didn't hit me"

"The car crash, I was the one that hit you, I'm so sorry I went after you and I was mad about that blond bitch and I was driving too fast and I-" he babbled, but I shut him up by putting a finger too his mouth.

"Shush, it wasn't your fault, don't beat yourself up for it. It's ok" I said, with a wince as I shifted to one side of the bed.

"Look at you, you can't even move a little bit without getting hurt! It is all my fault" he runs a hand in his already messy hair making it even messier "It should have been me that got hurt" he was already hurt enough with a big sticked up cut on his side temple. Which could have killed him!

I grab his jaw without thinking and bring his head down so it was in level with mine and run my fingers down his stitched up head making him wince when I pushed down a little on purpose "See you are injured, don't lie to me" I said with an eye roll.

He leaned down just a little so his lips where brushing mine and closed his eyes and pressed his lips to mine and kisses me deeply. I was about to kiss him back before I pushed him off me and asked him a question that I was scared to hear the answer too.

"Zoey?" I said as tears where build up in my eyes.

"She is fine, she is in the other room getting checked over with your brother and mother" he said making me smile but then I frowned.

"Why aren't they in here?"

"I kind of sneaked in" he chuckled nervously, putting his head down.

Suddenly an unsettling feeling was in my stomach making my hand fly to my mouth, before sitting up and almost vomiting everywhere. But before I did Jessie had a bucket, holding it so I could vomit in it. He sat his chin on the top of my head and rubbed my back while I disgustingly vomiting in the mop bucket. God, he will think I'm stupid and disgusting after this.

When I was done it wore me out and Jessie removed me from the bucket and grabbed a glass of water and told me to wash my mouth out and take a drink, so I did. After that he grabbed a tissue and gently wiped my mouth clean, before laying me back down before everything went black.

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That afternoon the doctor let me out with a container of pain killers and another container of pills to help me sleep at night. Zoey just had a few cuts and bruises and that's it, I had a piece of glass that cut me in my top part of my arm right near my shoulder and a few cuts and bruises. The most damage was my brand new baby was beaten up, but mum said that she would get it fixed for me before I go back to school in a weeks' time. The doctor said I have to take the week off so my injury can have the time to heal properly.

Jessie had his mum pick him up about an hour ago. And god, I can't get him the hell out of my head! In my hospital room all he and my brother did was death glare each other and the only words that came out of their mouths to each other was "Stay away from my sister!" obviously Shane and "Make me asshole" obviously Jessie. God, they didn't stop for ages, Zoey had to slap them both in the back of the head to shut them up and they actually looked frightened for a little bit even though Zoey is just a little taller than me and that is pretty short.

Before I went upstairs to watch some pretty little liars or the 100 TV shows on Netflix, I went to talk to mum about everything.

"Hey mum?" I ask her, while sitting in the stool in the kitchen.

"Yes darling, what is it? Are you in pain?" she asked with worry planted on her face.

"No, i... well...uh..." I sucked in a deep breath "I'm really sorry about everything, I should have been more careful and the car was only a few days old! I'm so sorry" I put my head down as a single tear fell down my cheek.

Mum put her plate on the bench and walked up to me and took my face in her hands, before wiping the single tear away, before pulling me into a hug that didn't involve her touching my arm.

"Sweetheart, don't worry about the car that has been taken care of. No more stressing, it will give you wrinkles! And there has nothing to be sorry about okay?" I nod.

"Go get some rest sweetheart, okay?"

"Okay mum, goodnight love you" I kiss her on the cheek.

"Love you too" she said as she went back to eating her bowl of corn flakes.

When I was in my room I shut the door, went and had a shower and changed into my sponge bob PJ's then climbed into bed, under my comfortable, soft and warm blanket that said in colourful writing keep calm and believe in yourself and turned on my computer and started to watch season two final of the 100.

A soft knocked on my door made me pause the show and tell who was at my door to come in. Shane popped his head in my room and said "Night sis, love you" before walking over to me and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Night Shane, love you too" I said before he left my room.

By the time I finished the episode of the 100 I was bawling like a baby because Clarke had to pull the leaver too set the radiation off, but Clarke couldn't do it so Bellamy pulls it with her, and it was so cute because I totally ship them and then towards the end of the episode they get their people back and then Clarke doesn't want to go inside of the camp because she doesn't want to face the people she saved, because the way she saved them by killing hundreds of people, then she kisses Bellamy on the cheek and hugs him and said 'May we meet again' and then Bellamy tries to convince her not to go and almost cries, But when he knew there was no way to convince her so he said bac to her 'May we meet again' and then she leaves! And that was the last episode of the season! OMG I can't wait another two months to find out again! WHY IS IT SO LONG AWAY?!

After shutting off my laptop, I snuggle up in bed and fall asleep thinking of Jessie for some odd reason, why do I keep thinking of him so much?!

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