Absolution ➺ H.S. AU

Chapter 6 ➺ Paisley

I watched as the curly, dark-haired boy walked right out of the room. Well, he certainly didn't waste any time trying to convince me he actually cared.

I still can't believe he even showed up. It's not like he really cares about me, or what happened. We don't even know each other. Is it normal to visit a person in the hospital that you almost killed while driving drunk?

I thought I would be more angry when I saw him. I wasn't though. It was this in-between state, where I really didn't feel any emotion at all.

It's taken a couple days, but I've finally accepted what's happened to me, and he has had nothing to do with my recovering process. However, there's still a strange desire to just get inside his head. Just know what he is thinking, feeling. I know he's not thinking of me at all. Clearly he showed up hecause he either felt obligated to apologize, or someone made him.

I'd just like to see how he's been affected by all of this. Know if he's been affected as much as I am, not just physically. It's a stupid way of thinking, because based on what I know of him, we're total opposites. Still, I can't deny the countless thoughts that run through my mind about him.

Shortly after Harry scurried out of my tightly enclosed hospital room, my mom and dad walked in. They had worried looks on their faces, and I knew they were wondering what had been said between Harry and I.

"How are you doing, sweetie?" My mom asked, talking a seat beside me.

"Better. Better everyday, I guess." I said, trying to stay positive.

"So, uh, the boy came to visit you, huh?" My dad asked cautiously.

"Yeah."

"Was everything alright?" Mom and dad said in unison. I let out a dry laugh at their overprotectivness. It's not like Harry could really damage me any more than he already has.

"Yeah. He said he was sorry and that was about it." I said, wanting to keep it short. The less thoughts I had about him, the better.

"And did you forgive him?" My mom asked earnestly. I pondered what I should tell them. For some reason, what went on between Harry and I seemed private.

"I've come to resolution with myself, and I've realized he has no part with that." I said, skirting the question. They both nodded, not wanting to push me.

"Well, Hattie is here. She's been waiting to see you." My mom said, and a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. The news brought a smile to my face, too.

Hattie is my best friend. She's my cousin, really, but I feel like best friends actually describes our relationship better than cousin does. When her dad died three years ago in a police shooting, we became very close. My mom and dad divorced a year later, so my aunt Kara and Hattie moved in with my mom and I. We've become our own make-shift family, I guess.

"Send her in, then." I said.

"Will do." My mom said as her and my dad walked out of the room.

I haven't seen Hattie since the accident. My mom and dad said she was here while I was unconcious, but today is the first day that I've been able to see visitors, and she couldn't come this morning because she had to work. They said she never left my side while I was asleep though.

"Paisleeeyyyyy." She said, walking in and saying my name in singsong voice.

Her smiling face walked through the door, and intsantly brought one to mine.

"How are you?" She asked, rushing over to me and pulling me in her arms.

"Bad, really bad." I joked, eyeing all the wires surrounding me.