"Please, I'm sorry"

Past Truths (2)

The day had came. I finally get to go home. Even though I'm on crutches, I'm just glad to go home. I have been in this hospital too long, even if I've only been awake for two weeks of it.

"You ready to go?" Nele asked me, holding my bags.
"Yes! I can't wait to get out of here" I said laughing.
I walked out of the room and to the Uber Nele ordered us. She put my bags in the boot and laid my crutches across us.
"I know you're texting Chase" she said. I looked up from my phone.
"How?" I asked.
"He turned up at the hospital, a week after the incident. I thought you were getting rid of him" Nele replied.
"I am. I thought I did. But now that I have some YouTube fame and I'm single, he wants to get back together even more. I'm trying my best to leave him but I'm gonna block his number. He just doesn't take no for an answer" I say hitting the block button on his contact.
"Good! And apparently Jorja wants to talk to you about something important when we get back. Oh and she's living with us now" Nele said.

"Jorja is living with us?" I ask, amazed at why she didn't run this past me.
"Well she wants to be closer to Jack and you. So because we have five bedrooms and we are only using two, I said she could live with us." Nele said.

As we arrived home. I wobbled a bit getting out of the car and up to the front door. When I regained my balance I opened the door and slouched onto the couch.
"TRISHHH" Jorja screamed running to hug me.
"You saw me yesterday. Why are you so happy to see me today?" I said sarcastically.
"Because you're back in your natural habitat! Do you want anything?" Jorja asked.
"Well... what would be helpful is if you could take off my shoe and then make me a vodka and coke" I said, shaking off my jacket.

"We have ran out of both vodka and coke. I need to go to the shop" Jorja shouted from the kitchen.
"It's okay. I need to go to Asda anyways. You coming?" Nele shouted back to her.

Jorja ran into the living room and shoved her coat on. They both grabbed their bags and phones and left. I reached over for my bag with my camera in and filmed a little. It was weird doing this seen as I haven't done it in ages. I think the last time I did this was a week before the incident. The video was just me and Brook prank calling people and just having fun. I smile at the thought.

I love how Brooklyn made me laugh but I wish that I could forget about kissing him. It's not that he's a bad kisser or anything but I just feel like I used the way he felt about me to make myself feel better which is selfish. Although I remember everything about the week I broke up with Rye. I felt like shit. I fell back into old habits, ones which I shouldn't have. But Brook made me laugh through it. I actually thought that Brook liked me. So I used that.

I placed my camera on the sofa as I stood up, grabbing onto the living room door for balance. I slipped my arms into my crutches before walking over to the fireplace for the tv remote.
As I went to sit down I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in" I shouted, too lazy to get up again.
"H...Hey T" Brooklyn stuttered, waving a slight bit as he appeared into the room.
"Hi" I replied signalling for him to sit down.
"Look, I've been wanting to talk about this since you woke up... Is it true, what Jorja has been saying?" He asked saddened.
"What did Jorja say?" I ask.
"She said that whenever you would talk to her about him you would be like 'I love him so much. I think he's the one'. Is it true?" He asked again.
"Yes... I didn't tell her about me and him breaking up. Or else she would've come down here quicker than anything. And I didn't want that. The only people that knew about Jorja was Niamh and Rye." I said being honest.

"Do you still have feelings for Rye?" Brooklyn asked.
I didn't say anything. I got up to go to the kitchen but Brooklyn grabbed me by the wrist.
I winced at the pain. He wasn't holding my wrist hard. In fact he only had a light grip on it. It was what was on my wrist that hurt.
"Get off me" I said wriggling my arm.
"Answer the question Trish. Please" Brooklyn said.
"I will once you've let go. You're hurting me" I said about to cry from the pain.
He let go of my wrist as I sat down.
"I'm sorry" he said.
"It's okay, just grab my right wrist next time" I replied rubbing my left arm "Yes. I do. And I don't want to. But I do. I loved him Brook. I really did. And I want to get back with him but what if he does what Chase did. I can't do that. I can't put myself through all of that again. I know I was 16 at the time but I gave him my all. Like I did with Rye. The only difference is that in this situation I have someone. I have you. You made me feel better. You fixed my heart. But I still love Rye"