Chapter Ten - Devastating News

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Authors Note: I'm so sorry it's been so long! New chapter, don't worry.
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"FaZe! Why do you have my purse?!" I attempted to shout, but my throat was sore so it was only a squeak that came out.
"I had to. I came in, while Jake was sleeping, and so were you. I had to find a way for us to talk. I figured you'd be worried about losing your purse and I- I don't know." He looked in the empty chair by my bed. "Where is Jake?" He sat down on the seat Jake was sat in before he left for coffee.
"He's gone to get coffee... I- I asked him to." I sat up.
"Oh. Well he'll be coming back soon. He'll be pretty angry if he saw me here. I wish you luck. I hope you get better. And oh... I miss you." He smiled and walked out of the door.
"Hey! Banks. Aren't you forgetting something?" I chuckled.
"Huh? No." Then he realised he was still holding the pink purse of mine, realising what a douche he looked like. "Oh, yeah here." He laughed.
Ricky went at the right time, because a few minutes later, Jake popped back in.
"Hey I have our coffee." He slowly placed mine on the bedside table. The steam filled the room. As I held the coffee, my finger tips clenched the warmth.

The feeling was holding me back, do I tell Jake that Ricky wants me back? Or don't say anything? After all, this could effect our relationship.

Jake waved his hand in front of my face. I realised I was daydreaming. I zoned back in and opened my mouth to tell Jake but a nurse came in. "Hello, feeling any better?" She had blonde silky hair, and green eyes. She looked young and she had pink acrylic nails on. She gripped her clipboard gently and kept glancing up at me. "Yes, thank you."
"Okay, depending how you are tomorrow you are allowed to go home." Me and Jake smiled at each other. "But...." Oh no here comes the "but", I thought. "You have to be in your wheelchair all times."

           How am I going to do anything?!
                  My life can't end like this.

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