Mormon Girl

ch. 15

Eventually, word got around. People streamed through the door the first few days, each having a piece of advice that they felt I needed to hear. Of course, once their conscience was satisfied, they would leave and I would be alone.

For the next couple months, the doctors said, I'll be living in the hospital so I can have the 'proper care'.

My days consisted of online schooling, therapy, medical tests, more therapy, and praying. Well, praying in my moms case. She practically lived with me in the hospital, and whenever she wasn't sitting right next to me, she was on her knees. I felt a twinge of guilt the first time I didn't fold my arms or close my eyes, but after a while that feeling faded and was replaced with a dull numbness.

It was for the best, really. I would take the numbness over feeling every excruciating detail of my pitiful existence. I couldn't walk, I couldn't go to the bathroom by myself, I couldn't take a shower by myself, I could hardly be myself. I was now defined by my accident; I was no longer "Kylee, the girl from math" or "Kylee, that girl who smiled at me", or even "Kylee, the Mormon". I was now "Kylee, the tragedy".

"Kylee?"

I looked up from my journal. My therapist had recommended that I keep one, where I could write down all of my deepest, darkest secrets. I expected to see my mom, she had gone down to the cafeteria for some lunch.

The person standing in my doorway gave a small smile. "Hey, Kylee. How are you doing?"

Braxton Shaw wore blue jeans and a dark gray hoodie. His hair was all mussed up, sticking every which way. There were some impressive dark circles under his eyes.

"You look like a mess," I tell him.

Braxton smiled and came and sat next to my bed. "Yeah, well, I haven't been doing too well. But I'm not here for me, I'm here for you. How are you?"

"I'm fine," came the quick reply. He raised an eyebrow.

"Really. Fine." He said. "I doubt that you're 'fine'."

"Well," I retorted. "All things considered, I'm doing just dandy."

Braxton frowned at me, opened his mouth to say something, but then thought better of it, shaking his head. I raised an eyebrow of my own.

"Listen, Kylee," he started. "I'm really sorry about all of the rumors going around at school-"

"Rumors? Oh, I haven't heard any rumors. I have, however, heard people tell me to hurt, even kill myself. I've been spit and punched at. And lets not forget the rock thrown at me. But rumors? No, I can't say I've heard one. But then again," I said, gesturing around me. "I haven't been able to go anywhere to hear such rumors, so what would I know?"

Braxton grimaced and glanced away. "Kylee...I don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything," I snapped. "Don't say a word. Although, that might be hard, considering your love for cruel gossip."

He couldn't even look at me.

"Honestly, Braxton. I don't get it. I helped you, and in return you rip any social dignity I had left away from me. Isn't being Mormon bad enough? I already got made fun of for what I believe. But I was alright, I could handle it. I could handle the insults, the name-calling, the prejudice. But what I can't handle, Braxton, is having someone I trust betray me in such a cruel fashion."

My words hung in the air, ugly and true. Braxton stared at his hands, then looked into my eyes.

"I'm sorry for what I did, and I know that you probably won't ever forgive me. But don't you ever, ever think that being Mormon is a bad thing."

He stood up and walked to the doorway. Just before he left, he turned back and looked at me.

"Being Mormon was the best thing to happen to you."

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ohmigosh

long time no see old friends!

i took a break from wattpad to focus on schoolwork and health (boring, i know). who knew SATs and ACTs and college apps were so hard?? honestly, i feel like i aged at least 12 years.

anyways, kylee and braxton! my heart aches for kylee, hopefully she'll come around! (*wink wink*)

anyways (pt2), thanks bundles for all of your continued support even though i don't deserve it :) your comments make me laugh pretty hard, which is all anyone really needs in this world! ya'll are actual angels

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