Uncovered Secrets

Hospital

I wake up in a white room. The first thing I notice is the brightness. The second thing I notice is that I feel like I'm floating. I blink a few times and I make out hospital chairs. Lifting my head takes a lot of effort but after a few minutes of trying, I do it. I'm alone, and there are tubes going in and out of my body. I can hear again, so I guess that's good.

"Hi, Demetria Lovato?" A nurse says, coming into the room.

"Uh yeah?" The nurse smiles at me.

"How are you feeling?" I look at her; she has blonde hair, with blue ends, and little to no makeup. She's gorgeous. The kind of gorgeous I wish I could be.

"I'm okay. Why am I here though?" I ask. My voice is croaky and slightly slurred. This may be partly due to the fact that I can't feel my mouth at all.

"There's a doctor here to see you. Do you want anything to drink? Eat?" I shake my head and the nurse smiles again.

A few moments after the nurse leaves, a woman in a white doctors coat comes in.

"Hi, Demetria. Is it Demi?" I nod. "Hey Demi. So let's talk. You have a boyfriend, is that correct... Named Kevin McHale?" I nod again. "And you two have been together about two months according to him?" I nod again. "Alright. Okay, and your parents have been divorced for quite some time, any connection to your father?" I shake my head this time. "Alright," she scribbles something down on a pad. "So according to this record, you've been asleep for about eighteen hours. Your body is not in good shape, though, Demi." I look down.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me, sweetie. And you transferred schools due to bullying?" I nod. "Ugh, high school. Okay, that's all I need for now, would you like visitors?" I nod before I can think through it.

A minute later, Kevin runs into the room.

"DEMI! Oh my- are you okay? You scared me so bad! Are you crazy? Seriously what the hell? You're sure you're okay?" I stare at Kevin.

"I'm sorry." I can't think of anything else to say.

"Do you know what happened?" He asks me quietly.

"I'm sorry." I don't know what's happening; I know it's me speaking but I'm not controlling it.

"It's okay. I'm just glad you're-"

"I'm sorry."

"Dem are yo-"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"Demi? You don't look good. Demi?" I just stare.

"I don't know why I'm alive anymore." I say quietly.

"What?" Kevin asks, clearly alarmed.

"Look at me. I've cause you so much trouble, the Glee Club. Myself. My mom. What have I ever brought to the table? Nothing. NOTHING!" I scream.

"Okay, okay, shh. Demi, you're amazing. I wouldn't be dating you, I wouldn't have said I love you if you weren't the sweetest, most charming, beautiful, funny, and real girl I've ever met. And I do love you. I wish you knew how perfect you are. I love you, Dem. I love everything about you." I wipe away the tears falling from my eyes.

"No you don't, though. You're eighteen. Okay? You have your whole life. All I have is razors and pills. I'm telling you now, to leave. Live your life. Be happy." Kevin takes my hand.

"Not without you. Never without you." He's squeezing my hand, but I can barely feel it.

"I can't feel anything anymore."