Lovin' Styles

Stories - Chapter 56

Riley's POV:

"He's here?" I heard a doctor say.

I wanted to open my eyes, and stand up and ask 'who's he?'.

"She's here too."

She?

I mustered up my strength and forced my eyes open.

I twisted my head to the left, sharp pain shooting through my body.

I saw a body, lying on a gury, motionless.

The body was pale, and had dark brown curl-

Wait a minute!

Harry.

Harry had an oxygen mask covering his mouth and his usually green eyes were pale and gray. His eyes were open, but were slowly drooping.

Dr. Kyte looked at me and saw my eyes open.

She rushed over to me.

"Are you okay? Can you still move your arms?"

Yesterday, I had gained back feeling from my waist up.

"Yes, I'm fine." I croaked out. "Just tell me what's wrong with Harry."

Dr. Kyte looked at me, and Harry turned his head towards me.

"Harry-"

"No." I heard Harry say. "I'll tell her."

"You're really in no condition to-"

"NO!" Harry roared.

Some nurses wheeled him in and onto a bed next to me.

After hooking him up to several machines, he looked at me.

"Hi." He said.

I managed to force out a giggle. "Hi there. So, why are you in the hospital?"

"I commited suicide. Or, at least tried to." He said.

I felt all the color drain from my face.

"What?"

He looked at me sadly, longing in his face.

"While you've been in the hospital, I've bee-"

"Oh, thank goodness, Harold, you're alright!" A woman burst into the room.

She had a pretty blue dress on, too short and too tight for my liking.

She had tan skin and golden eyes.

The woman bent down and hugged Harry tightly, proceeding to kiss him.

On the fucking lips.

Uh, excuse me bitch. Who's fiance is that?

"Fiance?"

Oops. I must have said that out loud.

"Oh, Chrysta. This is my fiance, Riley." Harry said softly.

Chrysta's hand remained by Harry's face and she looked at me.

"So, how long have you guys been engaged?"

"'Bout nine months now. Almost a year," I smirked at her.

I wish I could stand up and punch her pretty little face.

"Oh."

Yea. Back off my man.

I tried to sit up, but I forgot I was still paralyzed.

I pushed the button on the side of my bed.