i've been in the hospital for almost three weeks, and nothing bad has happened. i haven't crashed and i haven't had any weird post-traumatic accident catastrophies. everything was looking up.
my face was slowly healing, the bruising and swelling going down dramatically. my larynx was still healing, so it still sounded like i had lost my voice. and my brain and spleen were all healed. only good news to say the least.
dr.karev walked into the room, grabbing my phone from on top of a tall shelf. he insisted that i not use it, to help me get a little more rest.
"you're healing very well, alli. you're an amazing kid," he smiled, handing me my phone. i smiled back at him, before he left the room.
all the guys went to grab something to eat, leaving me at the hospital by myself. i didn't mind though. with everything that had happened, i needed time to think sometimes.
i looked through my phone, at the various posts people have made for me. kian's post made my insides melt.
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"i'm great, actually." she says as her eyes are almost swollen shut, her larynx is the size of a softball, and she just suffered internal bleeding. this girl never fails to amaze me. so blessed to have you in my life, al. 💓
kian has been so supportive since the attack, and i couldn' thank him enough. he rarely leaves my side, even sleeping in the uncomfortable hospital chairs. he's truly a blessing.
i thought i was in love with dylan. everytime i was with him i swear i had butterflies. but kian gives me a whole new feeling. i feel warm and tingly, like fireworks are going off above my head.
and that's how love is supposed to feel, i think. protected and supported at least. and that's how i always feel with kian.
i pushed my legs over the bed, standing up. i haven't walked since i was admitted. dr.karev has been trying to get me to, but i was scared. i can't be scared anymore.
i stood up, walking slowly towards the door. i pulled the handle gently, walking across the hall to a little boys room. he has cancer. he's only three.
i sat down beside his bed, his smile getting bigger when he saw me. every once in a while he would go to the rooms, sitting with people and playing with them. him being in the room just made everyone's day brighter. especially mine.
"hi, buddy," i smiled. he crawled towards me, settling on my lap. "how are you feeling?" i whispered.
"better now that you're here," he smiled, nuzzling his head into my chest. nathan had been here way longer than any of the patients on the pediatric floor.
"i missed ya. i was very happy when you came and visited me last week." he nodded happily.
"mommy and daddy had to work, so i stay by myself." i frowned.
"well, i am right across the hall if you need me. i have to get back to my room before dr.karev notices i left, okay?" he nodded, hugging me tightly.
"i think he knows your gone." i turned around to see dr.karev in the doorway. i smiled, waving a little bit. "nathan, did you tell her yet?" nathan shook his head.
"tell me what?" i asked. nathan smiled cheesily, standing so he was taller than me.
"no more cancer," he smiled. i picked him up, hugging me tightly, kissing the top of his head.
"that's awesome buddy. i have to get back to my room, but i'm very proud of you," i smiled. dr.karev held my arm, helping me to my room.
"did you walk over there?" he asked. i nodded, shrugging my shoulders.
"i have to stop being scared. nothing is gonna get better if i keep being scared of something bad happening," i replied. he smiled.
"i'm not supposed to have favorite patients, but you make it very hard," he whispered, pulling me into a hug.
"if it makes you feel any better, i like you better than that guy that almost cut me open while i was awake," i whispered, hugging him tightly.
"i would hope so. now get some rest so you can go home," he smiled. i scrunched my eyebrows together and he nodded.
"are you telling me i can go home, dr.karev?" i asked. he nodded.
"you've been in here almost three weeks and everything is going great. you just have to promise me that you'll keep resting, okay?" i nodded quickly, holding my phone to my ear.
i hugged dr.karev one more time before he walked out the door. kian answered after a few rings.
"hey, alli. are you okay?" he asked, a little bit of concern in his voice. i smiled.
"i am more than okay. guess who gets to go home," i sang. he laughed on the other end.
"that's great, baby. we'll be there in a while to pick you up." we said our goodbyes before hanging up the phone.
i was excited to go home. sure, being at the hospital wasn't awful. besides being sick and in pain, it was fun. i made some friends, got a boyfriend, met my dad, had a great doctor, and spent everyday with my best friends.
not only had kian been there for me every step of the way, but jc and the rest of the guys had to. including some of their fans.
it was amazing how quickly people were knowing my name. i knew jc haf a lot of fans, i just wasn't expecting them to like me as well.
it was a wonderful surprise that they liked me and actually thought i was beautiful. jc said they can be hateful, but they were so full of positivity and inspiring thoughts right now. it was hard to think that any of them could be hateful or violent. everything was going up from here, and i couldn't wait to see where it would take me.
