Temptation

Chapter 11 •

• Flashback •

"What are you doing here?" I asked him as I slowly moved my body to face him.

"I wanted to see how you were holding up," he responded.

"Are you okay?" He added. How can he ask that.

"Um," I tried to answer him. I tried holding back the tears.

"I'm fine," I started tearing up. My eyes becoming watery. I tried to smile. It was a weak smile. He started to come inside the room.

"Look. I'm really sorry about your mom Abby," he said as he came to my bed and put his arm around me. I started crying more. I missed my mom. I missed what we had together.

"Why is this happening to me," I sobbed. I felt worthless now. I just wanted to go away and hide. I didn't want David to see me like this. Sad.

"It's going to be okay. I promise you."

"It's not, David. Everything in my life is fucked up. I don't know what to do anymore. I mean my dad is somewhere not giving a shit about me. I have no other family members and my mom.." I started crying more.

"She's gone David. I can't believe she's gone."

"I'm here for you okay?" David started.

"No matter where I am or how far apart we are from each other. I will always be there for you," He finished.

I smiled a little, but continued to cry. My face was stinging from the tears. It felt numb. David curled his arms around me. For the first time after the crash, I felt safe.

He stayed with me on the hospital bed for 2 days. He wanted to make sure I would be okay. I didn't want him to leave. I needed someone. I needed him.

It was day 3. I woke up and saw David sleeping on the chair near the hospital bed. I slowly stretched out and yawned. I still felt pain on my leg and back, but it was healing slowly. David finally woke up.

"Hey," he smiled with his eyes slightly shut as he stretched his arms.

"Morning," I responded with a smile.

"Do you want me to get some breakfast?" David asked.

"Sure. Thanks," I answered. He came back with a tray of food for both of us. Scrambled eggs, bacon, french toast, and orange juice. My stomach was hungry. David placed the tray on the small table near me. I smiled while gently placed the food there, and he smiled back.

I started eating. The food was filling and I felt much better. I realized I was eating like a pig and slowly lifted my head to see David's face. He looked terrified.

"Ha. Didn't know you could eat like that Stevenson," David laughed.

"Shut up. I'm hungry," I said while stuffing my mouth with french toast and eggs. He smiled and I smiled again.

"How are you feeling now?" David asked when I was done eating,

"I'm feeling a lot better now that you're here. And now that I just ate haha," I joked.

"That's great," David added and smiled. But, his smile faded away, as if something was wrong.

"How are you feeling?"

"Me?" He asked.

"No the doctor. Yes you David," I joked.

"Um. Abby.." He started.

"What's wrong David?" I was worried.

"I'm moving."