Yawing I sat up to realize that I was on an unfamiliar bed. Frowning I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Looking around I realized that I had to be in Elizabeth's house...only I had no idea what part. As I took in my surroundings I saw a window, a computer desk, a dresser and a book shelf and two doors in which I had no idea where they led. I frowned again. Where am I? Thinking back the last thing I remember doing was telling Elizabeth about the cuts and how my mom had ran me from the house going on about some young guy she fancied. Other than that and the movie plans we'd made was all I could remember. My thoughts were interrupted as I heard the door to my right open and saw Ethan walk through. He was texting so I don't think he had yet noticed me. I held my breath a sudden realization coming to mind. I am in Ethans room. In His Bed. Oh my god, I have never been in his room. Ever.
He looked up at the small gasp I'd made when he walked in. "Oh. Hi Vivienne." He blushed. Wait.. he was blushing? I looked down to realize I was only wearing a T-shirt. His T-shirt! God I wish I knew what happened last night. I pulled the covers up over my chest. "H-Hi Ethan.." I stuttered through the sudden pain in my wrist. He walked over to the bed and sat at the foot looking at me with concern in his eyes. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "Like I have a hangover..without the headache." I said. Omg did I really just say that? I'm such a geek. "What happened?" I asked. He took a moment to reply. "Well.. we had to take you to the hospital. The doctors said you may not remember much. They said I should ask how much you remember before telling you..." he trailed off... "uh...." I took a moment to think one more time but with no luck in remembering any of what he'd just said. "I remember my mom telling me to find a place to stay for a night or two.. I ended up here...I asked to stay.. we made plans to see a movie, then.... I told Elizabeth about my mom.." I looked up hoping he wouldn't ask any questions about my mom. I'd hidden it so long I don't think I could tell him right now.
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as if trying to figure out what to do with me. "Vivenne. You had a freak attack.." He looked up with sympathy in his eyes. "Lizzy's words. Not mine....She said you started crying and saying your wrist was hurting and she said you'd randomly started to bleed. A lot. I guess thats why you blacked out. Blood loss? Anyway she had me drive you guys to the hospital. They did some test and watched you for a while...wait... Vivienne.. do you know what day it is?" I frowned. "Yes... Today is May 24, 2014." He gave me a look and again ran his fingers through his hair. "No.." He replied and I could feel my frown deepen. "Its May 27th." He said. "You've been unconsious for three days." I gasped. Three days?! Oh my god. "But.. wai- how?" I stuttered out the words trying to slip from my mind too quickly for my mouth to process. "Like I said. Blood loss." He grabbed my hand lightly and my heart sank. He's holding my hand. Slightly shaking my head and thinking. God Vivenne. So not the time!! He handed me two pills and a small cup of water. "Here..take these" He said. "They're for the pain. You should get some rest as well before over doing yourself. The doctor said that could result in another black out." Nodding slowly I took the pills he'd given me and drank the rest of the water. I laid my head back on a pillow that smelled like him and smiled to myself. I felt really peaceful and thought I could feel his thumb lightly running over my wrist, but it was probably the medicine. Slowly I could feel myself falling into a deep, dreamless, peaceful slumber.
