you and me...? a foah story

Noah's POV

My dad started walking towards me, a cup of what looked like water in his hand. "Hey, there champ." His smile would warm any child's heart, but he couldn't warm my heart. Not after what he has done to me. "What do you want?" I move closer to the hospital bed, hoping that I can get far away from him. "Come on Noah, you have to trust me. Just trust me on this." I shook my head no, but before I could get up, my dad had walked over to me. "Don't touch me. I have friends that I could always call for." I warned him, but he looked at me like I was being sarcastic. "They aren't your friends, they are just pretending to be." stop it, dad, just stop! i can't do this, he bringing me down... without any harm done to my body.... hes hurting me mentally.... this was his plan all along... he knows what's he doing to me... I can't shut my thoughts up as I felt a warm hit slap go across my face.

The shock startled me, so I started to cry. "Oh boo hoo." He mocked me and then hit me again, harder. My vision was fading, as I saw someone run into the room. There was yelling and fighting but my eyes wouldn't focus enough to see what was going on. "Oh come N-Noah, wake up..." A voice mumbled against my chest, but I couldn't recognize who said it. "Noah, please respond to me." The voice was crying, but it still wasn't clear enough for me to hear who it was. I heard sneakers walk into the room, causing my eyes to twitch and try to open up. "Troy, what are you doing in here?"

Another voice had a sharp tone in their voice. "I came to see, Noah, and-" Troy shut up as soon as he saw my eyes open. "W-What?" I mumbled looking around as my vision refocused. "Oh thank goodness you're okay Noah, I was worried. Your face Noah, did your dad do this to you? Cause if he did I swear to god-" "W-Who are you?" I mumble, looking at the girl who was talking to me. "What do you mean, who am I? I'm your... best friend..." I could tell she was feeling something, but all I could was stare at her like the lost puppy I was. She looked over at the other boy that was in the room, and looked at the ground. "Well, what to should we do now, I mean we can't tell Finn... He'll be crushed, damaged, hurt." "Millie, as much as I know it would hurt him, we have to tell him the truth before he finds out later and gets severely hurt." The girl named Millie looked sad I guess, and sighed miserably.

I wish I could tell her I'm sorry but it wouldn't have any impact on me. I decided to tell her sorry anyways, even if I didn't truly mean it. "LIsten uh, Millie?" She looked over at me, smiling as I say her name. "Listen, I'm sorry... That I guess I don't know who anyone is... I don't really know what happened..." "Noah dear, are you awake?" A girls voice was soft, and kind. I opened one of my eyes, waiting to see Millie but it was another woman. "Oh thank goodness you're okay Noah, I was worried about you, and your friends are as well."