It's A Brother Thing

Chapter 23: I'm sorry I...

A/n It's a brother thing is slightly (not really) starting to pick up. Can I just say how much I appreciate y'all though?? Cute asses ❤️❤️

I'd like to mention that idk much about hospitals other than what I've seen on tv. I've been to the hospital several times though bc I'm always breaking bones. Anyways, sorry if anything I write while Simon is in the hospital is wrong. Idk anything. 🤦‍♀️

Alsoooo, I'm going to try to start writing chapters with much better quality. I tried in this chapter, so I hope it's somewhat better than before?? 😅 Anyway, ya girl is just chilling @ home rn. ALSO, this chapter has me shook. Yeet.
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Simon's POV

I stare at my hands. To any outsiders, it probably looks like I'm distracting myself by playing with my fingers. In reality, my mind is swimming in thought.

I don't even see my fingers. Don't even notice my movements.

All I can think about, is what I've done.

I tried to kill myself.

I tried and I failed.

Now I have to face everyone after such an embarrassing attempt. I have to look my parents in the eye. Have to look...Jakob...in the eye.

I just wish I never tried. I should've cried, maybe smashed a mirror, and then gone to bed. I shouldn't have acted so irrationally. Shouldn't have stabbed a stupid pair of scissors into my own stomach.

If anyone liked me before, they'll definitely hate me now...Word will probably spread around school. Once Aaron hears about this, he's going to be extremely upset with me. No one can take away his toy. Not even me.

Nurse Heidi, the one nurse who has checked on me consistently, enters my room, rolling a tray in through the door. "Hi there, Simon."

I drop my hands, and offer her a weak smile. It's all I can give right now. "Hi."

I take a peek at the tray of food as it comes to a halt at my bedside. It's mashed potatoes, green beans, a roll, and pudding. Soft foods.

"Visitors are now allowed in, and you have quite the crowd wanting to come see you. It's normally two visitors at a time, but if it's easier for you, I can allow less, more, or even none."

Now I ring my fingers and it is for a distraction. Should I? Should I not? Should I? I chew at my lip and sigh resolutely.

"Um, c...can you ask for Jakob?"

Heidi nods. "Just him?"

I nod.

"Sure. I'll go get him."

"Thanks," I whisper, trying to ignore the nervous squeeze my stomach gives me.

I tried to kill myself. I was unconscious on the bathroom floor for half an hour. Mom and Dad found me, and brought me to the hospital, where I spent two hours in surgery. I woke up to a team of extremely nice doctors and staff, specially trained to deal with suicidal patients. Who then gave me the run down about what had happened since I passed out in my home.

Through all of this, I only had one person on my mind. Jakob freaking Roberts. Tall, dark-haired, muscled. Half cocky, half sweet. 100% everything I need...

And last time I checked, he wanted nothing to do with me.

The door slowly cracks open, and then a body slips through. I hurry and turn my head to look out the window. I can't see him yet. I'm not ready for that.

I hear the soft tap of his shoes against the tile and swallow nervously when his body warmth radiates off of him and warms me.

"Simon."