Trust (A Nash Grier Fanfiction)

Chapter 22

Some Things, People Don't Know

I really hate being in this hospital room. It seems as if I always end up back here. So again, I ask myself, 'Why me?'. Honestly, I hate the things that happen in my life.

I think I believe Nash now. How could I have doubted Nash? How could I have actually thought he would hurt me like that? He could have killed me. Nash definitely would not do something like that. Ever. We've been through so much together, and this is what I do to him? I accuse him of hurting me. I feel horrible. By thinking of all of this, I am crying. I wouldn't blame Nash if he doesn't forgive me. How could he not hate me? I blamed the person I love.

I hear footsteps coming towards me as I'm looking down. "Sky?" I hear Nash's sweet and caring voice ask quietly, "I'm sorry for everything that I've put you through. I respect you. I will leave if you want." Nash starts out the hospital door.

I don't care that I'm hurt, I jump out of the hospital bed and into Nash's arms before he has a chance to step out the door. I can tell Nash is startled, but then he knows exactly what's happening. It hurts from all my cuts and bruises, but as I hug Nash tighter, he hugs me tighter. Nash is worth all of it.

After Nash releases from our hug he starts to talk, "What just happened?"

"I realized that everything you said was right. I love you. You would never do anything like that to me. I'm so sorry bae," I sweetly say, hinting that I want his forgiveness.

Nash pulls me close to his warm body again. The feeling of having someone in my arms is the best. Especially someone who cares so much for me. Nash mumbles into my shoulder, "I will always love you, protect you, and care for you. I will never let anybody hurt you again. Whether it may be physically or emotionally."

I open my mouth to talk, but get interrupted by Shawn strutting in the room like it's his own, "Hey Sky, you alright. I heard-" Shawn stops speaking abruptly and starts a new statement, his voice raising, "What are you doing out of the hospital bed?!" Nash and I quickly unlatch from the hug.

"I...um...I was just...uh..." I stutter, searching my brain to find a good explanation. Shawn won't like the fact that I've totally forgiven Nash. They're best buds, so Shawn shouldn't be too mad, I hope.

Shawn steps forward and leads me back to my bed. "Well?" He raises his eyebrows at me waiting for a response.

"Uh...well I was kind of...just uh..." I try to not have to tell Shawn my answer.

"Nash. Please go. I'll talk to you later." Shawn demands while glaring at Nash to leave.

Nash gives me a slight smile before disappearing out the wooden door and Shawn starting his lecture. "Really Skylar?! What happened to, you know, him almost killing you?!"

"Nash didn't almost kill me! He wouldn't do that to me!" I argue.

"He could have!" Shawn shouts and then looks down, his tone softening, "He was close to killing you too."

"What do you mean? It's not like I was in a coma or anything." I say in a duh-voice.

I can tell Shawn almost doesn't speak, "Actually, you were..."

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Authors Note

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