Second Chances

Chapter 29

I was warned that college would be harder, but I never prepared myself for the possible things that may happen. I never thought that I could find myself lying on a hospital bed because of a car accident and most especially, falling for a guy and got myself in danger.
Its funny what life could give you every time you wake up each morning without giving any signs or warning. A good example of that is my dad.

"Hey kiddo, what do you want for lunch?" He said cheerfully.

I stared at him. "Anything as long as theres vegetables and no fish." I yawned.

Honestly, I'm not a big fan of fish but I love shrimps and crabs.

Theres a big difference.

"Alright then. I'll be right back."

I watched my dad as he opened the door and disappeared. And then again I'm all alone in my room as the silence surrounds the place. Thoughts about what happened came to me again but I forced myself not to over think things. It will ruin everything.

Yesterday Chrissy and Tom visited me with two boxes of pizza that made my day since I've been craving for pizza the entire week. While Mason was dealing the same old crap with his stepfather and good thing my dad was here to look after me.
But to be honest, everything is still the same, the pain, anger, sorrow and the wound inside my chest is still here and not healed, yet. Mason and I haven't talk about the problem since the accident and it seemed like he was avoiding the topic every time it comes up. I couldn't blame him, because obviously I'm also avoiding the topic too.

I need a break with all the crap. Like hell, I'm still lying on a hospital bed so theres no greater chance I could ever take to listen or discuss any problems right now.

And suddenly a knock coming from the door surprised me.

I straightened my back on the headboard of the bed and cleared my throat.

"Anna?" The door slowly opened.

Oh great.

Mason.

I looked at him as he entered the room with a paper bag in his hand.

"I brought you something." His face was fresh and shaved, the calmness coming from his smile makes me feel safe and his relaxed sparkling eyes focused only on me. I couldn't deny the fact that I like it, but still the pain in my chest was still there that I can't forget.

I nodded and turned my head on the other side in which I couldn't see him, he remained silent as he placed the paper bag on the table. I wanted to look at him but I forced myself not to, I should focus to the things that happened.

He stopped and I felt his weight on the edge of the bed. I turned my head to his way and saw him sitting silently with his eyes locked on me.

"Are you okay? Do you want something or is your body still aching?" He asked. Those beautiful eyes full of pain captured my attention.

I shook my head and closed my eyes. "I'm fine. Just tired." I answered and trying to look away.

"Oh. Just rest, and you'll feel better."

Feel better! Are you kidding me?

What is wrong with him? Is he that numb? Maybe blind? Oh no, both.

He's so frustrating, I want him to know that I'm still bothered about everything had happened, about him and Cindy without coming from my mouth.

Why is he so insensitive?

He looked at me and I can see that there is something he wants to say but he doesn't have the courage to do so.

"What?" I asked.