Together or Apart

Chapter 14 - Drunk and Healing

C H A P T E R F O U R T E E N : DRUNK AND HEALING

Jack's POV

I sit in a bar across from a bar tender serving me shots of alcohol and drugs. I was wasted. I was sick and disturbed. My stomach rattled as all that was in my body was fluids. No food or anything substantial was filling me up. My eyes were bloodshot as well. I didn't know why I was acting this way. It felt as if the whole world around me just collapsed and fallen into a world of mishap and drunken people like myself. But the again I had made that choice. I was surrounded by drunken ignorant fools.

Sitting beside me was a male about my age. We discussed some things. But I could tell he was too drunk to talk or let himself go. Me not he other hand, I could drink a million shots but not be as wasted as al these drunkards. Something aroused me. I had broken. When Sam had asked me who I was taking to the wedding, I had no clue.

I didn't want to take Sam. I knew it would cause tension between everyone in the room. People remembered her from when she went to our school our was in New York. Sam wasn't the best to get along with, she was snooty and sometimes hard to tell what she would do next. I knew Sam was baiting me as well, she wanted me to ask her but I just couldn't. We got into an argument and well, I ended up here.

I honestly didn't know who I was taking. Heck, maybe I could just go by myself. But I knew if I took no one I would either be embarrassed if Scarlett did have a date or I would be forced to dance with Scarlett. I didn't even know what was going on with us, our relationship. We never talked about breaking up, but we didn't even talk about what was going on. It's been about 2 weeks and we haven't spoken.

I decided I wouldn't return to my dorm. I would just crash with one of my boys.

Scarlett's POV

I was getting better. Today when Greg was helping me do my therapy I could feel just a little bit of pain when I lifted my leg. I could feel it quickly and painfully. But it was just a quick second. Even if was a minor pain that I felt, Greg called in a nurse quickly. Now I sit in my wheelchair beside my bed with Doctor Lorenzo and Greg and Holden waiting outside.

"You are advancing. With your therapy and resting your advancing in your position. Normally your healing takes up to a month or two. It's a good thing your feeling something right now."

"Is it normal?" I ask.

"5 out of 10 people get healing like you are right now. So I would say you're on the right path."

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Another 2 weeks went by and every single day I would begin to feel a little bit more. Doctor Lorenzo said I would most likely be out of my wheelchair by the wedding which made me more motivational to get out of it. Painfully so, I worked hard everyday with Greg by my side. He was missing a lot of school as I was as well. But Holden would always bring us our daily work and would return it the next day.

As I was doing some of my stretches. Greg was leaning over me and helping me lift my leg up which painfully hurt. I was in pain and wanted to stop. I tried to put my leg down, but Greg wanted me to push through it. And I did.

While he was helping me back into the wheelchair he leaned over and put his face close to mine and started whispering into my ear.

"You'll get better. I know it."

And right then, I kissed him. I leaned as far as I could and I kissed him smack dab on the lips. I caressed his face as he was surprised by my encounter. I didn't know what gave me such course to do it. But all I know is that it wasn't an accident. I wanted to kiss Greg and I didn't feel any remorse.