*amber pov*
Beep ...
Beep ...
Beep ...
I started to wake up to the sound of beeping and a cold white room.
The only warmth I had were from the covers.
I opened my eyes slowly and looked around.
I looked down and noticed an IV was pinned to me. I wasn't bothered by it.
It was kind of painful to have tiny pins in my arms,but I ignored it.
I saw no one is the room.
Maybe they went out for lunch?
Or I was awake too early?
I removed the covers and looked at my body.
I had surgery-like scars and band-aids.
I was skinnier than before but not too skinny.
I looked over to a table next to me and saw a remote.
Should I let them know I'm awake?
I reached for the remote and studied the buttons.
I clicked a random button that made a buzzing noise and in just a few minutes a nurse walked in.
"You're awake!" She smiled brightly. She had a pretty smile. Her teeth were bright white and perfectly straight. Her light red matte lipstick matched perfectly with her smile. She had long brown hair I wished I would have.
She was kind of tall as well,I'd say about 5'6.
"How are you feeling?"
I sat up a little and smiled weakly.
"Okay,I guess."
"Do you think you need any medicine? Like Advil or something Usually patients get headaches or some pain after surgery."
I nodded and rubbed my head.
"I would like two advils,please."
She nodded and walked out to go get the medicine.
Since I figured it would be a few minutes,I decided to take a look around.
I slowly struggled to get out of the bed and held onto the IV.
I first walked over to the window,seeing what floor I was on.
I was pretty high up.
I'd say floor 4.
I didn't have much of a view,only an alleyway behind the hospital.
I turned around and noticed there was a couch.
Was that always there?
The couch was shaded so you couldn't really see the full thing.
I slowly walked over and saw a body like shadow.
I walked a bit closer and saw Josh.
I gasped at how he was paler than usual,and he looked a bit sick.
He looked like he hadn't slept in days.
I decided to shake him a little.
Josh shifted a bit but didn't wake up.
I shook him once more and he finally awoke. He slowly opened his eyes and was wide awake once he saw me.
"You're awake?!" He smiled brightly. He hugged me tight but not too tight. I felt him shaking as if he was crying.
"I thought I almost lost you." He whispers,holding me close to him.
He let go of me and stared at me,cherishing I was alive.
"I can't believe you're awake!"
I nodded and sat next to him.
"You should stay in your bed,Amber."
He says after a small moment of peaceful silence. Not awkward or some such. Just peaceful.
I sighed.
"I know,but I was taking a look around."
He wouldn't stop staring me. Sounds creepy,but I knew he was studying me so it didn't really bother me.
I slowly reached for his hand and tightened my grip.
"I'm sorry."
He looks at me confused.
"For what?"
I sighed.
"For probably scaring you. Seeing your friend almost kill herself. Hell,I could have made you go mute or something."
He lightly smiled to himself and caressed my hand with his thumb.
"Hey," he gently whispers and leans closer to me. "Don't ever feel sorry for me or yourself. You're way better than you think. And you actually mean a lot to a lot of people."
More like two people.
I looked down at the ground and stayed silent.
Does he really like me? Or is this apart of the set up?
"I'm going back to bed,my legs hurt. You can sit in the chairs next to it,if you'll like." I walked over to the bed and got in.
I felt Josh crawl in next to me.
"I said chair not bed."
"I don't care."
I rolled my eyes and noticed he took out his phone. He pulled up his camera and held it up.
"Josh no!" I almost yelled,accidentally slapping the phone out of his hand.
"What the hell?"
"I'm sorry. It's just I hate cameras. I don't even take pictures of my own self."
He sighs and picks up his phone.
"You didn't have to throw it,jeez."
"Sorry." I mumbled.
"You say sorry too much. I think that medicine for your anger is helping you."
I rolled my eyes at him again and lightly punched his muscle.
"Shut up."
"There she is."
I kinda laugh and smile at him.
"You're psychotic."
He looks at me and smirks.
"You're pretty."
