For The Second Time {Tony Perry}

2.4

{Song for this chapter; When you Can't Sleep at Night - Of Mice & Men}

• Tony's pov •

I returned from the bathroom to see Halley wide awake, frowning. I leave for two seconds and she wakes up for the second time, just great. "Feeling any better?" I asked, sitting back into the chair.

Halley looked at me weirdly, looking at me up and down, her eyes a little wider than they usually are. "How long has it been since you've taken a damn shower?" she asked, still a little groggy. "No offence, but you look pretty nasty."

Smiling, I chuckled a little, rolling my eyes. It was kind of hard to take her seriously with a white bandage around her head and her red hair in huge knots. "I'll admit, it has been a while."

She laughed. "Well, put a shower next on your schedule," Halley said once she stopped laughing. She looked at the door and back to me, the smile she had on her face disappearing slowly. "And where are the others anyway?"

I thought back to when they left a half an hour ago, staring at the wall. "They went to go get some coffee and snacks," I answered, nodding my head. She nodded too, smiling at my face. "What?"

"What?"

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked.

She shrugged, still smiling. "I guess I'm just . . . happy? I don't know, but I really want to thank you, Tony. For absolutely everything you've done while I was asleep."

My eyes widened. Did she hear me while she was asleep? Oh, my god. I feel so stupid right now. Ah, crap. "I didn't know you could hear me, but--"

"No, Tony," she started, rolling her eyes. "I mean about standing by my side the whole time, you dork." She started to laugh, closing her eyes then wincing because of her black eye. "But that too."

It was quiet for a while, and I thought she fell back asleep again, but she didn't. I still had a couple of questions in my head that I really wanted answered, but I knew I couldn't ask her them yet. Well, maybe just one. "Can I--can I call you Halley now? Or is that a bad thing because I mean I can stick to Emilia if you'd rather me call you that."

She laughed, relaxing her head back. "Call me whatever you want to call me. I don't mind."

• Emilia's pov •

My eye lids started to get heavier every second, but I kept them open, waiting for the others to return. I really want to talk to Mandy. I miss her. It's been a . . . week? I'm just going with what Tony told me so, correct me if I'm wrong. But it only felt like a couple of hours and I don't want to have to lay here for several more days without her by my side. I mean, yeah, I have Tony, but I need a girl every now and then too.

I couldn't help but wonder if my parents knew I got in an accident. It breaks my heart to think she might be lying on the couch, crying because she couldn't get to me. But I know Mandy wouldn't worry her anymore than she already is. I also felt bad that I crashed Karla's car. God only knows if she knows I'm in the hospital. Probably, though. I mean, if my car went missing for a week, I think I'd notice.

I sat up a lit, my arms wiggling underneath me. I could feel I was a little weak, but still tried to sit up. "Do you want any help, Hal?"

Looking over at Tony, I fell back to my original lying position. I felt useless. Like I can't do anything anymore. I shook my head, taking a deep breath. "No tha--thanks. I'm fine, I just really hate this." I said, gulping hard. "I don't want to be here anymore, Tony. I just don't." A stray tear fell from my eye, making him jump up quickly to grab a tissue.

"Don't worry," he started, wiping the tear off of my cheek. "Things will be back to normal before you know it."

"But I don't want it to be," I said loudly, catching Tony off guard, making him take a step back. "I don't want to go back to my old apartment. I don't want to have to listen to Karla rant about her perfect boyfriend and their problems. I don't want to go to work everyday where I sell stupid guitars to stupid people. And finally, I don't want to live without you for another day of my life." My eyes went wide at the last thing I said, gulping even harder than before.

All of a sudden, everybody else walked in, talking loudly, but stopped once they saw Tony with a tissue, standing far away from a scared me. "What happened in here?" Mandy asked, rushing to my side. "Are you okay?"

I didn't answer, only watching as Vic, Mike, and Jaime pulled Tony outside, him staring at me wide-eyed. Mandy was mumbling things in my ear, but I couldn't stop watching him as he was dragged further away from me. It was just the same as the park situation. Instead, I wasn't the one waking away. I can't even walk.

Mandy sighed after the door shut behind Tony and the guys. "What's wrong, Em?"

There was silence for a minutes until I spoke up. "I don't want to go back to my apartment, Mandy," I stated, fumbling with my blanket and my fingers. "Karla is the most annoying thing lately. I mean, she's still the sweetest thing ever, only the sweetest bragging thing ever. The only thing she talks about is her perfect boyfriend and I can't take it anymore!"

She leaned in closer to me, taking a tissue out of the box, wiping a single anger tear off of my cheek. It felt better to have a person I know I can really trust by my side. Not that I can't trust Tony, though. I just don't know about him yet.

"You know," Mandy said in a soothing tone, putting the tissue in the trashcan next to my bed. "I'm not going to let you go back to that apartment alone, Emilia. You're coming to live with me. I can't let you go back there and let this happen again."

I looked up at her, smiling. "Really?"

"Yes, really," she said, laughing a little at my excited face.

"You know whenever you texted me telling me you needed me, what was that all about?" I asked, trying to keep the thoughts about Vic out of my head.

Mandy looked at me, frightened. "Is that why you sped down that road? Because of a little text sent from me?" I didn't reply, knowing she'd think it was all her fault and blame herself.

"Mand--"

"No, Em, don't say it's okay. It isn't okay," she started, standing up off of the chair beside my bed. She started to pace the room, breathing deeply. "I'm the reason why you're lying in that hospital bed right now and it's all my fault. All me. I did this."

"But you didn't," I said over her loud voice, making her stop pace and turn to me. "I'm the person who over thought things about what could've been happening. I'm the person who thought Vic broke your heart. It's all my fault. Not yours. I'm the one who's responsible for my mistakes, and that includes this. I was speeding, and this is the price I have to pay, Mandy. You have absolutely nothing to do with what happened a week ago."

She gulped, rubbing her temples with her pointer finger. "I just want to back to the simpler times," she said, shaking her head and laughing a little. Mandy came back over, sitting beside me again. "Life was easy and things like this didn't happen because we didn't have boys involved. Now it's just a huge tornado with a band of boys involved. Dammit, Em, why couldn't you have dated a non-talented boy?"

I laughed along with her, then winced because of my jaw aching from all this talking. "I think I need some sleep," I said quietly, finally allowing my eyes to close slowly.

Feeling a light kiss on my forehead, I heard a tiny whisper come out of Mandy's mouth. "You'll be out of here in no time, Em." She stopped suddenly, sighing. "Goodnight, babe."

Author's Note;

omfg this took too long and i finished it before homework bc this is more important okay

oh yeah idk bout you but i didnt like this chapter, but you should still comment bc ilu ahah okay

peace yo

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