Chapter 26:
((Fay's Point of View))
It's been a week and three days since Carter has woken up. I haven't seen him though. I'm not allowed to. No one is unless they are a doctor, nurse, or part of the law.
I never left the hospital unless it was to go change and shower. Even then I didn't want to do that. I just stayed in the lobby. The doctors and nurses felt bad for me so they had started putting a cot in the lounge area for me to sleep on after three days of me just staying all night.
Cindy and Anthony alternated the nights they would stay with me. It worked out fairly nice I suppose. Though I hardly said a word to them. I hardly spoke to anyone. Mainly I would just spend my time crying or praying that Carter would be okay.
Doctors or nurses weren't allowed to give us updates. Honestly I don't think they knew how he was doing. Or they just wouldn't tell us. The fact that I didn't know made my fears worse. I would often wake up from nightmares where he laid dead in a coffin. I couldn't take it. I didn't want him to be like that.
I wanted him. I needed him. He was my rock. Without him I was a wreck. Literally.
"Why don't you come out to eat with us," Cindy suggested.
She and Anthony were going out for dinner. She tried to get me to come every time. I couldn't. What if a doctor came to tell me I could see him and I wasn't there? No way was I going to not be present when that happened.
I shook my head.
"Do you want us to bring you something?" Anthony asked.
I shook my head.
They were going to bring me something anyway. They always did. No matter whether I wanted it or not.
I took another sip of my Monster. This was my sixth one within an hour. It was extremely unhealthy, I know. I just needed caffine. It kept me running.
A doctor came up to me. "You may see him now."
((Carter's Point of View))
Fay. That was the first person on my mind when I had woken up. I asked the doctors all sorts of questions- whether she was all right or not, if she was hurt, could I see her, and many more.
It was today I got lucky. I got to see her. Fay came running into my hospital room. She threw her arms around me, and began to sob heavily. She looked like hell. Dark circles where around her eyes. Her clothes all rumpled. Her hair a mess. Not a single mark of make up was on her face. She looked like hell but she was still beautiful to me.
I ignored the pain that swelled through my body. All I could do was hold her in my arms.
"I thought you were dead." she whispered.
I shook my head. "You need me. I'm not going any where soon."
"Awwwww, you guys are sooooooooo adorable." a young nurse in training gushed as she came bringing my afternoon meds. "How long have you two been together?"
"We aren't together." I told her. Fay was still crying in my arms. She had stopped mostly. Now she had just reduced to sniffling.
"Oh, well you two should be, you look like you are made for each other." she told us. She handed me the pills then left.
I sat up carefuly, moving Fay to a sitting position next to me I put the pills in my mouth then swallowed then by taking a sip of water.
She watched me the whole time. I thought she was going to cry again. Her lip started to quiver. She stayed composed though. It was like she didn't want to cry any more. Not that I could blame her. It looks as if she hadn't stopped crying in days. Which she probably hadn't.
"You can cry if you want to," I told her. "It's all right for you to cry."
She shakes her head. "I don't want to cry any more. I've had enough tears to last me three lifetimes."
I chuckled, kissing her forehead. "I know, I have the feeling that more are going to come from your eyes though."
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I might do another chapter or two........................................
haha fooled ya, maybe........
I mean another chapter or two before Carter admits his feelings. which I know most of you are going YAY FINALLY about.
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