As long as you're okay, then everything's okay.

Two

I peel open my eyes to a very bright room, it was white too, so that didn't help a lot. As I slowly gained consciousness, I heard a faded beeping, and felt someone holding my hand, I looked around and saw Ethan, sitting in the chair with his face dug into the side of my bed, obviously asleep, as quiet snores came from him. It was actually really cute. I turned my head to look out the window, noticing it was extremely bright, it must have been about noon, a new day. Ethan normally is up earlier, but with the events of yesterday, he must be exhausted. He probably waited all night to see if I'd wake up. I looked around the room a little more, I was hooked to an IV, presumably for how dehydrated I was due to Kyle not letting me do anything but be his slave all day doing house work, and then getting angry if I forgot to do something. Why he snapped at me yesterday? I forgot to run the dishwasher. I continued to look around, seeing a clock on the wall, it read 11:24, just as I assumed, it's around noon. I finished looking around, finding nothing else of interest I became bored. I could wake up Ethan, but I don't want to be rude, but I don't think he'd mind, but he might be exhausted. I soon saw him raise his head and yawn, he took his hand out of mine to rub his eyes so he could open them. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled back, in a rough voice I chuckled, "Mornin', sleepy head." he laughed and rolled his eyes, "Says the one who's been asleep all of yesterday and last night, meanwhile I was... Somewhat conscious the whole time."

We sat in a comfortable silence for a bit, when a knock at the door sounded and a nurse walked into the room. "Oh miss Y/l/n! You're awake! Good morning, sweetie." I cringed at the fact she called me 'sweetie', I hate when people call me that. Ethan noticed and laughed. As the nurse gave him a weird look, she handed me a cup of water. "You must be severely thirsty." I nodded and took the cup of water, quickly drinking all of it. I handed it back to her and she took it, throwing it into the trash, she turned back to me and flashed a fake smile. "I'll have the doctor come in to check on you, to see how much longer you may have to stay." she quickly exited the room as I groaned, I might have to stay here longer? I hate hospitals. I soon felt Ethan's hand in mine again, massaging circles in my hand, it was actually very comforting, if I had to admit. I looked at him as he shot me a smile, man, he was so fucking cute. But I'm still in a relationship, I can't be doing this... Or... Actually, me and Kyle aren't officially done, but I'd now like to think we are... But I still love him... But I don't... Ethan looked at me with concern in his eyes at my changing expressions. We soon directed our attention to a firm knock at the door, which slowly swung open and presumably, my doctor walked in.

"Good morning, miss Y/l/n." I smiled, "good morning." He smiled as well and sat down in one of those spinny chairs, all I could imagine is me spinning out of control on one of those things. He wheeled over to me and held out his hand, Ethan let go of my hand as I shook the doctor's hand. I then put my hand back for Ethan to continue to comfort me. It was slightly uncomfortable to use that hand and to let him hold it, as my wrist was still in a lot of pain. Ethan accidentally made a sudden movement which put my wrist into a lot of pain. I swung my head to look at Ethan as I hissed in pain, he looked as if he felt really bad, the same look as earlier. "Ah shit sorry, I forgot about your wrist." he let go of my hand, which made my wrist feel better, but not my anxiety. I glanced back at the doctor as he looked curious. He stood up and began to walk over where Ethan was, as he got out of the way of the doctor. My doctor sat in the chair and grabbed my wrist, inspecting it. he began to press on it and move it around gently, which made me hiss louder than before, it was burning now. He stood up, "I'll get you in for x-rays, and I'll have the nurse fetch ice for you, it's quite swollen and bruised, I'm surprised I didn't notice it last night." He seemed pretty confused, as he exited the room. Ethan quickly sat back in his seat, and sighed. Was he upset? Sneaking a quick glance at his face while he wasn't looking, he seemed pretty upset... But why?

The nurse barged in without knocking this time, handing Ethan an ice pack and immediately walking out, closing the door behind her. Ethan gently put the ice pack on my wrist, looking up at me to make sure it wasn't hurting. I smiled to assure him it was okay. He smiled back, dammit, that smile. I'm still... Technically in a relationship, what is going on? I got lost in thought for a while, as Ethan held the ice against my wrist, shifting it every once in a while. A knock sounded at the door as my doctor walked in again, bringing me out of my thoughts. "It's time for an x-ray." I groaned as I pulled the bed sheets off, swinging my legs over the bed, I stood up on the side Ethan was on. A pain started in my side as I almost fell over, luckily Ethan was there to quickly catch me. I put my good arm on my right side, knowing that's where my big bruise was. Ethan threw my bad arm around his shoulder, supporting me as we walked out of the room and to the x-ray room. Ethan brought me to the table and sat me down, then left the room, standing in the hall. The doctor proceeded to bend my wrist in painful ways for the x-rays.

Once they were done Ethan came back in to help me out, we headed back to my room and he sat me on the bed. The doctor took a bit to return, but when he did, he was carrying a hospital gown. Oh boy. "We will need to inspect your side, if it hurts so bad you can't walk on your own." Ethan looked to me. "I can make it to the bathroom by myself, no problem." I stood up, almost collapsing as Ethan stood up and caught me, supporting me again. "okay... Maybe problem." I said as everyone, including me, laughed. Ethan led me to the bathroom inside my room, and let go of me as I held onto a rail inside the bathroom. I flicked on the light and shut the door. Looking at myself in the mirror, I had a large bruise on my cheek, and my hair was a mess. Not to mention my face was a mess too. Too bad I didn't have makeup here, not that I need it or anything to impress anyone, I'm in a hospital. Plus, I bet Ethan has seen me worse, we've been best friends since, like, forever. He's taken care of me so many times while I've been ill, he's definitely seen me worse. I sighed, stripping down to my underwear and slipping on the gown, which was quite difficult as it was hard to stand. I soon shut off the light, opening the door, Ethan was there to greet me and help me back to my bed, I swear, he's a fucking blessing honestly. Kyle would've never did this kinda stuff for me. The doctor looked at Ethan, "Are you comfortable with him being in here?" I chuckled, "uh, I..." I bit my lip, I honestly wanted him in here but I didn't want him to freak out about how bad it was. I shook my head, and Ethan stepped out of the room. I felt bad but it's my privacy, I guess. I sat up on the bed, as the doctor lifted my gown just enough to see the bruise. He started inspect the bruise. "What happened?" I sighed, "I fell into the coffee table." "how long ago?" "a couple days." He nodded. He gently pressed down a few times in different places, feeling for broken ribs. I yelped, it hurt, a lot. He nodded again. "Okay. It's not as severe as a broken rib or anything, so all you should have to do for it, is ice it and try to lay down as much as possible." I sighed in relief as he put my gown down, and called Ethan back in. Ethan sat back down in his chair. "I will look at your x-rays, in the meantime, you can get changed into your clothes." he smiled sweetly as he left the room, once again. Ethan stood up, and helped support me to the bathroom.

I walked in, turning on the light and shutting the door, holding onto the railing for dear life, I got dressed into my clothes. Opening the door, Ethan took the gown from me and put it on the table as he helped me back to my bed. I laid down and closed my eyes, I was exhausted from doing all of that, as my body was still exhausted from days of trying to make Kyle happy. I fell into a deep slumber as soon as I laid down, and it felt good.