You Never Know

I Sware I'll Make It Up To U

We walked into the emergency room. I looked at Rih. Her face was all swollen and it looked like someone had blackened her eye. She was hooked up to an IV. All the hatred and envy i had for her had gone away and now i genuinely felt bad.

Me: Are you ok?

Nurse: She cant talk.

Me:*in shock* What?!

Nurse: She wont be able to for a while.

Me: How long is awhile?

Nurse: No way of telling now. We'll just have to keep checking in on her progress.

Prod just sat there staring at her. Tears filled my eyes. Now how is she going to cummunicate. Wait a second. The tour! How will she sing on the tour?

Me: Why was the reaction so bad?

Nurse: Two things she is extremely allergic were in whatever she ate.

Me: Two?

Nurse: Yup, two. During the x-ray we found peanut butter which she is highly allergic to and we just found out she is highly allergic to cinnamon. It made the reaction twice as strong. We're lucky she didnt die.

Me: *sarcastically* Yeah. She'll just be mute instead.

Tears streamed down my cheeks.

Me: This is all my fault. I'm the one who made the sandwhich.

Prod: *hugging me tight* No its not. You didnt know.

If only he knew. If only he knew i did this intentionally. What would he think? What would everyone else think?

Nurse: You know she can press charges on you, right?

Me: What? How?

Nurse: If there's any suspicion that you had a reason to try and hurt her, you might even go to jail for attempted murder.

Me: :O *in shock, crying even louder*

Nurse: Dont worry. Maybe you'll get probation. Besides i dont think there would be a reason for you to hurt her. You guys seem pretty close.

Me: How would you know?

Nurse: She did say one word, during the operation. Bey. And im guessing thats you.

Wow. Im such an asshole! All this over a stupid boy! Well, a cute, sweet, talented, understanding, stupid boy.

Me: Can i get a moment alone with her?

After everyone cleared the room, i knelt down beside the hospital bed.

Me: *grabbing her hand* Im sorry Rihanna. Im so so sorry. I'll make it up to you somehow. I sware, i'll make it up to you.

Rih: *staring at me blankly*

I knew just how to make it up to her.