Chapter 22 – Everything and Nothing is okay
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Dan’s POV
My breathing was ragged and heavy. My head was founding and my body felt like it was cemented. My left arm and chest felt warm and… damp? Reluctantly, I opened to my eyes which widened at the scene in front of me. My heart flipped excitedly though I immediately grew concerned.
“Jillian?” I asked huskily. I cleared my voice and scanned the bedside table for water.
“H-here.” She hiccupped, handing me a glass of water.
“Don’t cry.” I pleaded. It pained me to see her so sad. “Please don’t cry for me.”
She made a noise and I wasn’t sure whether she was laughing or crying – probably both.
“You’re the one in the hospital bed, and you’re worrying about me.”
“It is a bit of a doozy.” I said frowning, making her laugh. It was like music to my ears.
Every time she would stop laughing, we would stare at each other and laugh all over again.
“Doozy? Really?” She wheezed.
I shrugged.
It was silent for a while when she spoke again. “So you know what happened?”
“Yeah some ass crack wasn’t looking where he was going and hit me.” I said, my voice was of steel and my eyes were cold. “I’m going to have to stay here for at least a week, you know that? All because of one person.”
“H-horrible.” She stuttered, tears leaking out of her eyes again.
“I’m going to kill the other driver.” I seethed.
How can someone be so careless?
Jillian’s POV
I sniffled into his shirt. I wanted to say something but nothing came out. I simply nodded.
He brushed a strand out of hair out of my face. “Hey, are you okay?”
I took a shaky breath. “Just scared.” I replied honestly.
“Everything’s going to be okay now. I’ll be okay.”
I cried harder upon hearing his words. “N-nothing’s o-okay.”
“Why not?” He asked softly.
“B-because I-I’m the other d-driver.” I looked anywhere but at him.
His face softened and he took my face in his hands, smiling a little.
“Well if I kill you it would be a waste of such a beautiful face.” He shook his head, making me blush.
“Yeah, and if I was dead I wouldn’t be able to tell you what I’ve realized today.”
“Oh? And what is that?”
Oh god, I’m going to tell him. I felt nervous but there was no turning back now.
“That I really like you.”
“You’re going to make it really hard to kill you.” He smiled genuinely before crashing his lips down to mine.
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Teen FictionSummary: Jillian Myers is a sassy gal. She runs the school- hell, she practically owns it. Everyday is the same; walk down halls like it's the runway, intimidate the uncool ones with her presence, eat, doodle in class... Until the day Dan Adams medd...