Soon after Amanda said that she fell asleep. I sat in the room thinking of everything I did to her.
Hit her.
Beat her.
Cheated on her.
"Why" u said under my breath. I started to cry softly when I heard a knock at the door. I wiped my tears and looked up to see the Doctor.
"I'm here to give her a couple ounces of blood and a little patch work." He said as he brought in a small cart.
"Okay." I said. I watched him put the blood in her IV as he put wound glue in some of the cuts on her wrists. He was in here for about half an hour. Surprisingly she didn't wake up. When he finished he came over to me with a clipboard and some papers.
"Sign these and she can go home."
I signed the papers and handed it back to him. As he left the room I walked over and gave Amanda a small kiss on her forehead. I began to pack the few things she had here. I put it all in a plastic bag they gave me. I gently shook her as her eyes fluttered open.--------Amanda's pov--------
When I woke up Patrick was standing over me with a plastic bag in hand.
"We are going home." He said. I looked down to find my self in some baggie hospital pants and shirt/gown.
"Okay? No mean to sound like a total white girl stereotype but can I change first?" He laughed slightly.
"Of course you can princess. I'll be right back I'll run to the gift shop see if they have anything."
"Thanks sorry again" he laughed slightly again.
"Don't be." He walked out the door. I sat there on the bed looking at my wrists. Something didn't feel right. Was in a collision or did something else happen? I pushed the thought aside as Patrick walked in with a crop top and pastel blue skirt. (Outfit up top)
"They didn't have anything in the gift shop so I may have gotten your emergency change of clothes out of the car." I grabbed them from him and laughed as I walked into the bathroom to change. When I got in the bathroom it was small. There was a small cup. It held a comb, toothbrush, mini toothpaste, and a mini box of floss. I got in my clothes and grabbed the comb. I combed out my hair and brushed my teeth. I walked out and smiled at the sight of Patrick smiling at me.
"Wow. Your drop dead beautiful." I laughed as he wrapped his hand around my waist.
"Ready to go princess?"
"As long as you come baby." We walked down the hall and a young doctor walked by. He whistled and under his breath said something. Patrick's grip tightened as we walked. I snuggled closer to him as we walked mentally dying of laughter at how cute he was when he was jealous. As we reached the car he opened the door for me. We sat in comfortable silence on the way home. When we arrived Sammy was in the backyard barking.
I looked at my car and it wasn't mangled at all. "Patrick?"
"Yeah!" He yelled as he crouched down to get the stuff out of the trunk.
"Um....are you sure I got in a collision? My car isn't beaten at all?"
He said something under his breath but I didn't really care.
"Um...I got a rental just like your car. I know you have been driving that one for 2 months and just got used to how it worked so I just got one the same as it."
"Oh okay I'm gonna go play with Sammy!!" I said as I ran inside.
When I got outside I couldn't help but feel like I was forgetting something.Something important.
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Teen FictionHe did this to me. He broke me... Deserted me... Healed me... He's Satan... He's... My hero.