Nerds With Tattoos

Chapter 12 - Nolan

It's a few days later I wake up to yelling.

"You just left! Your daughter was in hospital and you left her! You left me! If it wasn't for the help of her friends we would've had a lot more serious problems!" My farther yells, it's silent for a minute before I hear the voice I least want to hear at the moment,

"I know. I'm an awful mother. I'm an awful wife. I couldn't stay though. Not after seeing her in the hospital like that. That was my baby girl! Covered in bruises and cuts and hooked up to countless wires and machines. I couldn't... I couldn't stand to see her like that, not after everything that's happened recently! It was my fault! I haven't been there for her... And I was worried she wouldn't make it and I couldn't stay... the guilt was eating me up." My mother replies. I almost don't hear some of it due to how quiet she is.

"Don't play the guilt card. You don't get to play the guilt card! Not now after everything! And if the guilt was that bad all the more reason you should've stayed! You should've stayed to help her. To help me! Your husband! Does that not mean anything to you any more?" My farther replies and what I hear next I will always remember. My farther has never cried, or showed great sadness, but hearing the deep sob that comes from him makes me want to cry myself.

"Of course it does. It will always mean something to me! Your the person who I love, you stick by me no matter what. I'm so sorry." My mother's mutter, the sounds of snuffling makes me feel like they are both crying. Pushing myself up of my make do bed in the living room I quickly search for my phone. Opening it I decide who to send a message to. Iana, although she will treat my like I can't do anything and mother me which I don't want. Logan, although he's been helpful a lot, he got ill which was why he hasn't been around recently. Sighing I search for Nolan's contact. I quickly type a message asking to come and pick me up. It's not long until I get a reply saying he is on his way. Sighing I try to find some clean clothes down by all my things and quickly change into them, careful with my broken ribs. Because of my cast around my leg the only thing that fits is baggy clothes but I domt care as it is comfy. I find a hairband and tie my hair up in a messy knot ontop of my head. I then look on the coffee table and try to find a pen and some paper. I quickly leave a message to my parents saying that I've gone out and am with friends I'll be back later. Sighing I grab my crutches and push myself up from the couch bed. I haven't moved much from it the past few days because walking hurts my ribs but I can't stay in this house. I slowly and as quietly as I can make my way towards my front door. I vaguely hear my parents conversation, it seems they have moved upstairs to continue it. I reach the front door and open it trying to avoid it creaking too much. Once open I move outside into the cold weather. I take a sharp breath and notice the mist coming from my mouth. Letting out a sigh and I turn and shut the door behind me careful for it to not make a noise as it closes. I walk to the front gate that leads to my house and wait patiently for Nolan. It isn't long until a red Honda parks in front of my house and I see Nolan in the drivers seat. He gets out and helps me get into the passenger seat, before chucking my crutches in the back.

"Where to?" He asks as he gets into the drivers seat. I close my eyes and lean against the window.

"Somewhere where there is no people!" I reply. It takes a minute before he starts the car. We sit in silence for a few minutes before he asks,

"Why did you text me?"

"Because you're my friend."

"Yeah I know, but you're closer to Logan and Iana... they would probably be better suited to looking after you."

"I don't want to be looked after. And I didn't want to call them cause they ask questions I don't want to answer."

"Oh trust me there are plenty of questions I want you to answer." He mutters. I look over to him and smile.