There was a steady beeping noise echoing in my ear when I woke up. My eyes were heavy and everything felt numb. That was the only clue I needed to know they had me on a lot of pain medication. I moved my head from one side to the other, scanning the room. Sarah was sitting on a wooden bench thing, but when she saw me she instantly stood up and ran over to me. Which only took like three steps. "Om my God! I'm so glad you're ok!" she shouted, throwing her arms around me in a giant hug.
I hugged back for a moment, then let go. Sarah didn't. "Sarah, you can let go now, you know," I said, and she finally did.
"Sorry. It's just I'm so happy you're ok. I was so worried something bad had happened or something," she said so quickly I doubt she even took a breath.
I was about to say something when the door opened. Looking over, I was a bit surprised with who I saw. Standing in the doorway, was Lindsey with Amber behind her. Glancing over at Sarah, I could see the slight from on her face. "Um, hey, Casey," said Lindsey a bit hesitantly.
"Hey, Lindsey. Amber. What are you doing here?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"We just wanted to make sure you were ok. We saw you being taken away in the ambulance earlier and everything. I was afraid something bad had happened to you," replied Lindsey.
"Well, I guess if you don't count falling out of a tree as bad, nothing bad happened to me," I said jokingly.
Lindsey smiled back, and so did Amber. At least now I knew she didn't completely hate my guts, but there was still a chance she hated me for what I had said. Not that I could blame her. If it had been her who said that to me, I probably wouldn't ever want to speak to, or even see, her ever again. "Um, Casey. Can we talk?" asked Lindsey. "In private?"
"Sure," I replied, then looked over at Sarah.
It wasn't hard to tell she didn't like the idea, but she didn't protest. I guess she figured it was either here now, or somewhere else later. Lindsey walked in, letting Sarah walk by, then shut the door. It was quiet for a moment as she walked over and stood beside the bed, looking around and fiddling with her hands. "Listen, about what happened last night," she started, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things. It's just, I was so upset and everything. With Daniel accusing me of using Jason and everything. I'm usually good at handling things like that, but I with everything that's been going on lately, it just finally got to me," I replied.
Lindsey looked over at me and smiled. I returned the smile, happy that she definitely didn't hate me. Even though I knew I shouldn't, I sat up, never taking my eyes off Lindsey, who was now only about a foot or two away. "I thought that might be what happened, I just wasn't sure. I was worried you really did think I had ruined your life and everything. I'm just happy that's not what you really think."
"Lindsey, I could never hate you, or even be upset with you," I stated, smiling.
"And I could never hate you. No matter what you say or do, I'll never get mad or upset or anything at you. I promise."
We were quiet for a moment, just smiling at each other. The only noise in the whole room was the beeping of the machine I was hooked to. I wanted to say something, wanted to break the silence, but nothing came to mind. Then, almost at the same time, Lindsey leaned towards me and I leaned towards her. A moment later, we closed our eyes, our lips pressing together.
I could feel a chill run up my spine as we kissed, the warmth spreading through me. Right then, nothing could go wrong. It was just me and Lindsey in the whole world with nothing in between us to break us apart. But, that was all in my mind, because the door opened and we quickly broke apart.
Sarah was the first to walk in, followed by Amber. By the looks of it, they hadn't seen anything. I doubted Amber would really care, but Sarah would completely flip and start yelling, probably even punch or slap Lindsey. Then, all hell would be sure to break lose.
She still had the same look on her face as before, the slight glare at Lindsey. No one had time to say anything before the nurse walked in. When she saw me awake, she gave me a small smile. "I'm glad to see you're awake, but you really shouldn't be moving around too much right now. You need to rest and let your body heal. Are you in any pain?" she said kindly.
I shook my head. "No, I'm fine," I replied. "Um, I was wondering, what all's broke?"
The nurse quickly scanned over her clipboard before she spoke. "You have three broken ribs, two on your right side and one on your left. Your right ankle in broke, along with your left wrist. A minor concussion. That's it, except for a few cuts and bruises," she answered.
I smiled and nodded. My left wrist was broken, again. Along with my right ankle, neither of which I had noticed until now. It was kind of surprising that I only had three broken ribs. I thought for sure I'd have more than that. But, that didn't change the fact that when the pain killers wore off, I'd be miserable.
After checking everything over and asking me if I needed anything, the nurse, Anne, left. Amber was sitting on the wooden bench, watching us. Sarah was standing beside the bed on the opposite side of Lindsey, who was till sitting on the edge of the bed.
No one spoke, no doubt afraid of causing some sort of fight. The tension was so thick I swear it was affecting my ability to breath in oxygen. Finally, someone spoke. Lindsey. "I guess we should get going. I'll see you when you get back home, Casey. Bye," she said, standing up.
"Cya," I replied and watched as both her and Amber walked over to the door.
Just as Amber was walking out, she glanced back at me and smiled. And I also swear she winked at me, but maybe it was just my imagination. It had to be. What reason would she have to wink at me? After all, she wasn't bi or a lesbian. Was she? And even if she was, what reason did she have for liking me of all people? Maybe she was really winking at Sarah and I just thought it was for me. Or maybe, she hadn't winked at all.
"So, what did you and Lindsey talk about?" asked Sarah.
She wanted to know. Surprise there. Sarah had always been one to want to know every little thing. And sometimes, like right now, it irritated me. Lindsey had wanted to talk to me in private, which meant she didn't want anyone else to know. Was that really so hard to understand? "Just some things," I replied.
I could see the look of annoyance flash on Sarah's face. The fact that she didn't know and I wouldn't tell was probably irritating her more than I could imagine. Especially being that she was obviously jealous of Lindsey, and I understood why. Sarah was in love with me and we had kissed that one night, but she also knew Lindsey was bi. No doubt she thought Lindsey liked me and would steal me away from her. And she was right.
No matter what, I just couldn't think of Sarah as more than a friend. But Lindsey, all I could think about was being more than a friend with her. And we had finally kissed, if only for a brief moment. But one day, we'd be together. I just knew it. Or, so I hoped.
