Chapter five

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Trevor's P.O.V

I feel like crap. The only thing making me feel better is Natashas texts. I tell Natasha constantly that I'm okay and I don't need anything. It makes me happy at least someone cares about me. No one ever really got concerned about me. I remember once I was out of school for nearly a week and no one cared to ask where I was or what happened.

Being honest I wish I was just curled up next to Natasha watching movies and not having to worry about anything. I sit for a minute while I think about it I get a text from Natasha.

"Hey, good morning ^-^ do you feel any better?"

"Hi good morning too, and I've been getting worse not very much but I feel like crap."

"That's not good, I'm coming over"

"I'm fine you don't need to-

Before I finished typing I heard Natasha knock on the door. I get up slowly and open the door. Natasha has a very sympathetic look and gives me a hug. I smile with a small laugh and when we let go she closes the door. I flop down on the couch and Natasha sits by my legs. She slightly caresses the top of my leg. I let out a deep sigh.

"Trevor come here, I came over here because I'm concerned about you, I'm worried"

Wait. Natasha is actually worried about me? I sit up and look at Natasha. Her eyes are so gorgeous. They are like three different colors all at once.

"Really Natasha? You care about me? Enough to worry?" I hold back tears as I speak

"Of course I do Trevor! Why shouldn't I?"

"Thank you and just people have never really cared or worried about me before"

"I care and right now that's all that matters,
Someone cares now you need to forget about all the others that have put you down"

"Wow, you always know what to say. Thank you Natasha"

I moved over a little bit so I was closer to Natasha.
I thought Natasha and I could watch something so we watched a movie in my room. I sat next to Natasha and she gently messed with my hair slightly for a while. It was a few hours later I was getting tired and said Natasha could leave. She refused to go. She knew I wasn't getting better and she wanted to make sure I'm Okay. I could be dead if she didn't stay.

After a few hours Natasha fell asleep on my couch and I fell asleep very slightly on my bed. Until I woke up and realized I couldn't breathe very well. I panicked and didn't know what to do. I called Natasha's name loud and clear as I could choke out. After a while I heard my name get called back in worried voice that was Natashas. Natasha came in and I can't remember anything after that.

I woke up in the hospital. It wasn't very far from the the building Natasha and I lived in. As soon as I awoke I saw Natasha standing next to me. She looked at me with worried relief in her eyes. I didn't know what was going on. I felt her thumb stroking the back of my hand In a calming way. A few moments after I gently grabbed her hand and held it in mine she accepted and held mine back.

Natasha sat down next to me never letting go of my hand. I'm happy she didn't let go. I never want her to let go of my hand. After a while someone came in and told us that I had an infection of some sort that caused a slight respiratory problem. She said that I should have an eye kept on me for a while and I knew Natasha would watch me even if she didn't have to. There was a young man with her that gave me a medication to take for about a week and a half until I start feeling better. On the way out she said.

"Oh and there have been a serious problem of your friend hadn't gotten you here. and when I say serious I mean you may not have made it"

at the moment I had epiphany. I need to tell Natasha. shes all I have, she saved my life and she cares. I should slowly tell her how I feel and whats going on with my depression and all that fun stuff right now. I trust her. believe it or not. I trust someone. I never saw the day I trusted and loved someone who cared about me.

Natasha and I left together and went back to my flat. once we got there we went into my room and sat down. we put on another movie and Natasha motioned me to come closer to her. I went closer and she put her arms around me and I lay my head on her shoulder. I let out a sigh of relief that Natasha was there.

"Natasha thank you. I cannot thank you enough. thank you for being here and actually caring. I never thought i'd meet anyone like you"

I feel a warm tear rip down the side of my cheek.

"its the least I can do. I'm always here. always. also I never thought i'd meet someone like you either"

I felt Natasha wipe the tear off my cheek. I'm gonna tell her. I took every bit of courage in me and sat up facing her.

"Natasha...I love you. I mean I really love you"

my heart sped up my adrenaline pumped through my body feeling like its choking out a fucking monster built up inside me.

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chapter five is finished.

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