Chapter 17: An Idiot

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It was horrible having no parents.
Sometimes I would feel like I'm ok, and there are other times where I feel like I can't live without them.
Like now.
I notice the glass in the corner, and use all of my strength to stop myself.
A promise is a promise.
Though now I wish I'd never made it.
Stupid me.
Stupid Max.
Stupid promise.
This is one of those days that I'd slap myself.
I've of course been suicidal before.
Twice.
But mum was always there.
She knew.
She knew how I felt.
It hurst saying those words in past tense.
Oh, what I'd do to get her back.
Even for an hour or so.
I begin crying.
"Avery, it's ok." A voice says.
Daniel.
I shake my head and smash my lips to his.
He tries to get out of because her knows that he needs answers on why I'm crying, but after a while he stops resisting, and kisses me back. God, I've missed this. His hand travel to my waist, pulling me closer to him. After a while I pull my head away, and rest it on his chest. "I'm sorry." I whisper.
"No, I'm sorry." He answers, kissing the top of my head. He puts me down, before lying next to me.
Did I mention we are still on a hospital bed?
"I'm let out this afternoon." I say to Daniel.
"Thank god." He says, breathing a sigh of relief.
"I know. I don't want to be here longer than I have to."
"Agreed."

Later
"It's getting late Av. I should go." He says, standing up and heading towards the exit.
"Daniel?"
"Yeah?"
"Stay with me?"
He stops in his tracks and walk over to my bed to sit on the edge.
"Really?" He asks.
I nod. "Stay."
He shifts, and engulfs me in a hug.
"I'd love to." He whispers.
He comes under the covers, and wraps his arm around me.
I love this boy.
Only seconds later, we drift off to sleep.

***

I wake to a beeping sound and smack Daniel at the back of his head.
"You left your alarm on, Idiot!" I complain.
"But I'm your idiot." He grumbles.
I punch him in the arm.
"Yes idiot, now please turn it off. Please!?" I whine.
He gives me a wide grin and reaches out for his phone to turn it off.
"Avery?"
"Yeah?"
"When you're let out, I want to show you something." He whispers into my ear, and I smile. He truly cares about me.
I press my lips to his.

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