It was three in the afternoon when Niall left the hospital to go pack. He brought in a giant teddy bear for me and it sat in the far corner on top of the visitor chair.
The nurses gave me some medication, and took out the IV, and now all I had to do was watch tv which, by the way, was completely boring and I was dying to get up and do something, anything.
There was a soft knock on the door and a middle aged man walked in without waiting for me to call him in.
He dropped his large black duffle bag on the ground and reached out his hand, "I'm Tom, Niall brought me in to help ya out if ya need anythin."
I noticed he had a slight southern accent, and I shook his hand, giving him a smile, "I'm Molly."
"Nice to meet cha Mol," the way he said it though sounded like Mall. He went over to the other hospital bed someone recently put in so a visitor could sleep in my room with me and I went back to watching TV as he unpacked his clothes.
After 4 episodes of Pretty Little Liars, Tom broke the silence in the most unsuspecting way, "so you self harm, huh?" he didn't even ask, it was more of a statment.
My face heated up like no tomorrow, "what?"
He stared at the tv watching a commercial on some shaving cream, "I used to have a daughter, ya know, she had a few problems after her ma and I divorced, and she lived with her ma who was a good for nothin lady and didn't give a damn, so I know how to look for them things."
"You said you used to have a daughter?" I asked.
"Yeah she passed a bit ago from an overdose at her ma's. Well I should say that she was put in a coma for a good amount of time first and we had to decide ta let her go after a year of no progress. She was a fighter though, and a I think you young folks would call her a 'free spirit,' and I knew being in a coma was probably killing her in a whole different way."
He grabbed out his wallet and dug through it, eventually handing me an old picture of who I assumed was his daughter. "She looked a bit like you, actually you remind me alot of her." He spoke softly, trying to hold on to his voice and not break in front of me. I looked at the picture of her, and she had different hair and facial features, but her style was similar and her eyes, her eyes were bright green just like mine.
I handed him the picture back and he tucked it safely back in his wallet. "You know what's crazy?" he asked, I shook my head. "She did the same thing with the whole heart problem, and we never found out why it kept failing. It was like she couldn't make up her mind on where she wanted to be, and I guess she ran out of time. So I'm glad you're back" he shrugged and left the room, telling me he'd be back with some hot chocolate.
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okay so I moved to another state this month and yeah:) fun stuff!
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