Cloe's POV
My head is spinning and I wonder. I wonder what happened. I wonder if he just run away, knowing him he probably did. I wonder if you still feel the pain even though you are surrounded by darkness, and it's swallowing you whole.
Apparently you do, I can still feel my back scorching in pain and I can still feel my head spinning around and around at 100 miles per hour. I can still feel everything that's around me and I can open my eyes, but I can't at the same time.
If I do, it will make the headache worse, if I don't, well I can stay in my own peace but in pain. Maybe I will find myself on the floor, in the hallway, with people watching me, but nobody doing a thing. That is what I expect, but when I open my eyes I find a whole different story.
I am in a hospital bed, a few nurses surround me and one person is sitting on the chair, with their head in their hands. It seems to be a boy, which I find unusual, and then I remember, my mind goes back to the hallway and I remember what he said to me and what he wore.
Matthew.
I attempt to get up but the nurses and my head notice. I was told to lay down again and that's when his head is raised. This is a sight that I never expected to see.
Matthew, in ragged clothes, messy hair, and his eyes are red and puffy with tears rolling down his face. My jaw drops, or at least parts a bit, it hurts to much for my jaw to drop.
"You're ok?" He whispers. I contemplate in my head. Since he put me in here, I think I should mess around with him a bit.
I turn my head slowly to him and nod slightly, bringing my eyebrows closer together I make a confused face.
"I-I'm ok but, w-who are you? Whe-re are they?" I stutter and ask him. His face drops completely and his face turns a bit red.
"You-you don't remember me?" He asks. Then whispers something under his breath that I can hear.
"Of course she can't, you *** you hurt her so badly she ended up in a hospital for 3 days and now she can't remember you! What else do you expect, you were such a **** to her!" He chastises himself and I attempt to hide a smirk.
He then looks back at me. "I-I'm Matthew Cramer, I may have sort of put you in the hospital." He says, his face reads guilt all over.
"Why?" I whisper, I need to know because him just being agitated isn't enough to essentially put me in a come, even if he didn't know my condition. He's a quarterback, it's gonna hurt either way.
He looks down at the floor, it seems to be the most interesting thing for him. "I was angry that you were so confident and that you didn't show any bad emotions of what I did to you before, you were being so strong and I guess I was jealous because I knew if that was me I would lose my cool. I'm so so so sorry Cloe! I understand if you don't want to talk to me at all anymore. I know I wouldn't."
"Thank you for being honest." I tell him and he looks at me.
"How would you know if I'm being honest?" He questions and I smirk.
"I remembered it all, I just wanted to hear it from you." I tell him and he lets out a sigh of relief but guilt is still splattered along his face.
His face turns white when he looks at me and his eyes widen. "Nurse! Doctor!" He calls out and a first I'm confused but then I notice, my head is bleeding and badly.
Matthew's POV
Have you ever felt so guilty you feel like tearing yourself into shreds. Like ripping yourself off one by one. Like pulling your hair off your head. That's me right now. I sit in the chair and question my reasonings. They were so dang stupid.
I hear the nurses telling someone to lay back down and I decide to look up. Cloe is awake. She is laying back down but she's awake. I look at her and she turns her head and looks at me. Her lips slightly part.
She must not have thought I would be here. She must have thought I left her.
I ask her if she is ok. She responds with something that almost stops my heart completely. "I-I'm ok but, w-who are you? Whe-re are they?"
Who are they? Her family didn't pick up and she doesn't have any close friends that I know of.
"You don't remember me?" I ask, knowing my voice cracked, then I look down.
"Of course she can't, you *** you hurt her so badly she ended up in a hospital for 3 days and now she can't remember you! What else do you expect, you were such a **** to her!" I yell at myself.
I introduce myself and told her that I put her in the hospital.
"Why?" She barely whispers and I look down at the floor and explain.
"Thank you for being honest." She says. At first I didn't think anything of it but then I remember.
"How would you know if I'm being honest?" I ask her, wanting to know.
"I remember it all, I just wanted to hear it from you." She says and I let out a sigh of relief, but then i look at her face. I see blood trickling down her forehead and I go pale. "Nurse! Doctor!" I shout out.
She looks confused but I can tell now she understands. The doctors come rushing into the room when they see her.
"I'm sorry kid, but we need to operate tests on her, you need to get out."
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