Scarred

Chapter 33

Sarah POV-
I woke up, laying in the hospital bed, feeling pain all around my body. My eyes were all blurred, so I could barely see a thing.

I kept looking around, to find two body figures sitting in front of my bed. "Ross?" I asked groggily. "Ya, and Rocky." The voice replied, sounding like Ross. "Rocky?!" I tried to screech, but my throat hurt. "Hey calm down. I'm fine." I heard, assuming rocky, say.

"When did you get out?" I asked, trying to clear my throat to get rid of the 'grogginess.' "A couple days ago." He replied. I put a questioning look my on my face. "How long was I out?" I asked. They looked at each other. "Well?" I questioned.

"You were out for two weeks." Ross said. "What?" I asked. "You lost so much blood, they kept you for another day. A day turned into a week, and a week turned into another week." Rocky explained. "But are you feeling better?" I asked rocky. He nodded. "But you aren't. Why would you do that?" He asked softly. "You're my best friend. I couldn't just let you die." I said. "Well I can't let you die either!" He said, starting to yell.

"I don't know why you're so mad, considering I saved your life!" I said as I loud as I could, but it didn't work out so well.

"Well I can't do anything about you, now can I?" He said. I looked at him, at a loss for words. I shook my head. "Listen," he started to say. "You're my best friend too. I can't afford to lose you."

I smiled at his words. I tried to sit up, but I wasn't strong enough for that. "I'm just glad you're ok." I said. He nodded his head, then walked out of the room.

Ross walked over to the side of my bed, and knelt beside me. I tried my best to tilt my head to the side, and I succeeded.

"Hey." I said softly, out of breath from my argument. He leaned in, and kissed my forehead. "Go to sleep. You look tired." He said. I shook my head. "I don't want to. I missed you." I said. "I missed you too. But you need some rest." He said. I scooted to the other side of the bed and patted the now empty spot. "Come here." I said as I spread out my arms. He chuckled, then soon joined me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I laid my head on his chest.

My body still ached, but I didn't mind. I had Ross in my arms. I didn't have a care in the world.

"Go to sleep," Ross sang. "Go to sleep precious Sarah.." He continued. I giggled at his song, then my eyes drooped.

"Ross?" I questioned, my eyes closed. "Mhm?" He hummed. "I don't feel good." I said. He rubbed my back. "Everything's gonna be ok." He assured me.

"My body aches!" I whined. I sighed. "I'm sorry baby!" He said.

I groaned. I didn't know what to do. "Want me to get the nurse?" He asked. "Sure." I groggily said. He got up, and I started getting light headed. "Ross!" I tried to shout, but before I heard his voice, everything went black.