Unpredictable Love

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Harry's POV

I'm fucking livid, and I know it's not fair because this is what I wanted. I wanted karleigh to move on and now that she's trying I feel disgusted. The thought of another guys mouth on her, causes bile to rise in my throat.

She didn't sound too happy when she ended our call, and part of me was debating whether or not I should call her back. I decided against it, she needed closure so I have no right to call her and confuse her all over again.

If I did, Angelyse would probably call me and give me a piece of her mind. Shivers run up my spine at the thought of Angelyse scolding me, she's quite scary when she wants to be.

Karleigh will be back in town next week on Thursday, but will she already have moved on by then. What if she starts dating Marcus. Nausea bubbles in my stomach at the thought of Karleigh and my so called friend, Marcus together.

Her melodic voice replays in my mind, how she told me she didn't drink because she promised me she wouldn't. I'm surprised she didn't break our promise just to spite me. She made it quite clear in her message just how much she hated me. Quite frankly she owes nothing to me after all I've put her through, especially that promise she made to me ages ago.

The need to have her here with me, wrapped in my arms is overwhelming. Pain is throbbing throughout my body and at this point I'm not sure if it's because Karleigh is mentally torturing me, or if it's from that damned radiation treatment.

Sticking my arm out, I press the red glowing button that's dangling from the ceiling by my bedside. Moments later a nurse comes bursting into my room.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"I need more morphine. I'm hurting." I tell her in a weak voice. She nods and exits the room momentarily. When she comes back she has a needle filled with a clear, plasma-like fluid. With the needle she fills my IV tube and gives me a small smile.

"It should kick in anytime now." She says, and leaves. The door closes behind her, bringing darkness to my room once again. The nurses here probably hate me, considering I'm the only patient that has them rushing to my room at 1:30 in the morning.

Drowsiness starts to make my eyelids feel heavy, I allow them to close. To the right of me, I imagine that Karleigh is laying beside me in my small hospital bed, like she did once before.

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Karleigh's POV

I feel like utter shit. The clock in the room, says 9:57am and I climb out of bed, pulling on a navy colored bathrobe that was hanging on the back of my door.

Making my way to the kitchen, I start the coffee pot. One by one, I open each and every one of Angelyse's cabinets in search for her medicine cabinet. I eventually find it and I remove the small bottle of aspirin, setting it on the counter while I prepare the coffee.

Lifting the mug to my lips, I sip on my warm coffee, nice and strong just how I like it.

I grab the second mug and the bottle of aspirin and make my way to Angelyse's bedroom. I don't bother knocking on her door, I just twist the knob and push the door open with my knee.

Ang is wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets and her face is nowhere to be seen. I laugh, this is exactly how she's always slept since we were younger. I set our cups of coffee down on her dresser and climb into the bed with her, wrapping my arms around her jumbled body.

"Best frieeeeend, wakey wakey, I made you coffee and brought aspirin." I say to her in a sing song voice.

Shuffling movements come from Ang, as she struggles to break free of her blanket nest. Her face pops out of a small whole and I laugh.

"How's you're head?" I refer to her hangover, that I'm assuming that she has.

She shurgs. "Not as bad as I thought it would be." I laugh and roll my eyes.

"The roles sure have flipped haven't they?" She murmurs thoughtfully. I give her a curious look.

"What do you mean?" I ask. "You were always the one getting drunk off of your ass, and I had to drive and be responsible. Then in the morning I'd always bring you coffee and aspirin." She explains with a small smile.

I smile in return, realizing that she right. That exactly how things used to be.

"You're in a fairly good mood..." Ang adds, cautiously. I shrug and give her a small smile. "You could say that." I mumble in reply.

"You're going back to Dallas next week aren't you?" She frowns, her eyes becoming sad. Slowly, I nod, confirming her assumption.

"When's your flight?" She questions.

"Thrusday, I start college the following Monday." I tell her. She seems to take all of this information in, nodding.

"Damn, I was hoping you'd stick around long enough for your birthday." She murmurs and I smile.

"I almost forgot about that actually." I laugh lightly. Lately, I've been so wrapped up in everything else going on, I nearly forgot my birthday is in two weeks. I'll be nineteen, wow.

Ang looks up at me with a devious look upon her face. "We've got to make these next few days really worth it."

A wide smile grows across my face and I nod, hugging her tightly.

(A/N: Hey everyone, sorry this chapter is a little slow, its more of a filler chapter because everything is about to get a little...crazy. Thanks for reading, don't forget to comment, and vote. I love to hear from you all. Xoxo)