Don't Let Go (Sequel to Hold On JackABoy)

Chapter 15- Roomate

Jacks POV

I open the door slowly scanning the room. 
I hesitated looking at a girl sitting on one of the beds. I look at her wide eyed but she hasn't seemed to notice me yet. She appeared to be humming  some sort of song while writing in a journal.
Do I have the wrong room? I think and decide to go ask Dr. Wilkson. "Oh." I hear her chime. I look back at her smiling.
"I thought you were one of the doctors my bad."
"H-hi.." I said as I took a step into the room letting the door close behind me, making the room darker.

I didn't want to make eye contact so I tried to distract myself by examining the room more throughly.
There were two beds, one at each side of the room and a light above them, the switch for the light was on the wall next to each bed.
"You can sit if you want.. that's your bed."
She gestured toward the bed a cross from her.
I look at her shoulder and nod while proceeding to the bed.

I sit down and bring my legs on to the bed that way I'm sitting criss cross. I look at my hands in my lap as we sit there in an awkward silence. I continue to look around but there weren't many things in the room, just a side entable besides each of our beds.

"Are you Sean?" She asked. I look down at my hands and nod. "But you could call me Jack" I said just above a whisper.

My eyes trace the lace of my ace bandages around my arm.
"Well Jack do you mind turning on your light?" She asked. I looked up at the wall and reached for the switch instantly regretting it as my stitches snagged once again. "ARRGGHH" I inhaled as grabbing my arm as the light flicked on.
"Oh my god." I hear as my eyes remained closed in the pain. I open my eyes to the sound of shuffling and I am taken back by how close she was. She was kneeling on the floor looking at my bandages, I hadn't even noticed she had it in her hands. "It doesn't look too bad just a little snag.." I look at her brown hair which branches from her head in a pony tail sprawling down her shoulder. She then looks up at me and smiles, reassuring me when I see her smile turn in to a look of shock and she scoots back. "No.." she squints looking at me like I'm an old friend she can't remember.
"No you can't be"
Oh no.
"You're Jackseptieye?!" She said loudly with a smile then looking down beginning to realize,
"Is this why you left?.." she mumbled then looked up.
I looked away and nodded. "I'm sorry" I whispered.

"Hey hey no it's ok don't worry" although I was then hit with tons of guilt how I left and how selfish I was.

She scooted on her knees back over to me and put her arm out in front of me, showing me fresh new scars over jagged old ones. Red and purple, white and clear. "It happens." She said looking at them with no emotion but if I were to see her eyes I would of been able to see a world of pain and regret as my own.
I traced all of her scars up and down her eyes feeling my eyes water.
I sighed and looked up, "They think because you're some "hot shot" youtuber that you're happy and everything is just "perfect" because you're "popular" but it's not. You have to monitor everything you do and be careful of your actions and words or everyone turns on you or hates you, they label you as racist or sexest, lgbt-phobic, constant thoughts of wanting to drop everything and stop but no matter what you do people will always know you, you get noticed out side they find your social and you get labeled a quitter when you just need to live and get better..." a tear fell from my eye as she looked back up. I could tell she was holding back a tear as her eyes were extra glossy.

"I'm sorry Jack" was all she said. We were once again in an awkward silence. I zoned out as she mumbled something. I looked over too her looking toward the ground with her hands in her lap.
"..what?" I questioned paying more attention.
"My name.. I never told you. It's Makayla." (S/O to the Makayla the winner of the contest) She said twiddling with her thumbs.
"Oh" I said. "Nice to meet you." She nodded and looked up with a weak but generous smile. "You too" I heard her sniffle.
"I'm aaa 23 by the way.." she paused and giggled. "But I already know how all you are" she continued to giggle. "Heh sorry nothing's really funny I'm just embarrassed because I feel like a stalker."
I laughed as well thinking about it. "That's ok I promise it's not as weird."

She looked around awhile we were thinking of something to occupy the time when there was a knock on the door and then a little crack of light came into the room.
"Lights out in 10." The doctor said. I didn't exactly know the routines here so I looked over to Makayla who stood up and began opening her bed.
"We can still talk but we have to be in bed. If you have to pee you should go now, you could go later but the night guys are weird." She hesitated at the end of that but immediately went back to what she was doing. "Ok" I said heading to the door and slowly opening it. I squeeze out and let the door close slowly behind me. I look down and head to the bathroom. Luckily I must have missed the wave of bathroom goers because the only people in the bathroom were the lads in the shower. I did my business and went back as fast as I could.
My heart dropped when I almost went into the wrong room.
I slipped into my bed and hit the light, it was pitch black.

"Did you want to talk tonight or tomorrow." She asked.

"I'm a little tired right now you wouldn't mind if we talked tomorrow would you?" I asked.

"No problem Jack" she said and began to yawn as I did the same.

"Good night" I said as I rolled over.
"Good night" she mumbled most likely half asleep.

I didn't get much sleep as I couldn't stop thinking.

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I'M SOOOSOSOSO SORRY this has taken so long I had some sort of un-motivation from the story and I've honestly been working on this for as long as the last update.. and then the holidays came as well and everything got over whelming and I didnt know how I wanted to write this chapter.. I hope you guys are still there lmao I know what it's like to love a story and not have it update -x