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I may have said somethings that I shouldn't have said. It's my fault that he ran out like he did. If I would have just kept my mouth shut, we wouldn't be in the situation we are in right now. I watched him run out, I watched as everything fell to pieces. From him almost tripping going down the stairs to the moment of impact. He was rushed to the hospital and didn't respond to them when they tried to talk to him. Mike was in a accident and it was all my fault. Now I'm on my way to see the boy that I said harsh things to, in the most unpredictable state and I honestly don't think I'm ready. I get there and wait for the doctor to tell me that I can see him.. he gives me the good and the bad news.. kinda like they do in movies, except this wasn't the movies. This was real life and I had to deal with the consequences of my actions. I walk into the room, I don't know what I was expecting to see.. but it wasn't what I am looking at now. Bruises, scrapes, and broken limbs, the sight of Mike was heart shattering. I mentally beat myself up for even opening my mouth earlier. The doctor's good news was that he would be fine and that he would eventually wake up.. but the bad news was that he hit his head pretty hard and they weren't sure if he would remember anything. I keep my fingers crossed and take a seat in the chair beside his bed. I look over his broken and bruises body and tears stream down my face. "I am so sorry Mikey.. This is all my fault.. If I would've just kept my mouth shut earlier then you wouldn't be here.. and none of this would've happened." I say and lay my head on the railing of the bed. I hear footsteps coming into the room and look up. The reason that we were fighting comes into the room.. one of his "girl best friends" that I swore he was cheating with. She stares at me with the most hateful look on her face, "you.. you're the reason he is here. It's all over the news and magazine articles are already being written. He was pictured coming out of your apartment. If you would've kept your little whore mouth shut then I bet he wouldn't be here. Just accept the fact that he wants me and get over yourself." She hisses and walks closer to me. I stand to my feet, "don't say that! You're the reason that he's here! If you would've kept your dirty hands off of him we wouldn't have been fighting for to him to leave in the 1st place." I hiss back at her and she rolls her eyes. "Whatever I think it's about time for you to go. They only allow one visitor at a time .. and I, the one he loves, would like to see him." I ball my fist up and stomp out of the room.. I don't want to leave her in there with him.. but I don't have a choice. The nurse enters and exits throughout the girls visit and I sit and wait patiently for her to leave. I ask the nurse what she is telling him and she doesn't tell me much because of privacy reasons. The nurse walks in there again and I hear her say, "he's awake!" I jump to my feet and run into the room. Michael's eyes fall on me, then the girl, and the nurse. "Everyone out! Don't overwhelm him," the nurse says. I slowly back out of the room and the girl stomps out frustrated. The nurse comes out of the room a few moments later and looks at the two of us. "Which one of you is Y/N?" she ask. "Me," I say really fast. "Well he requested you first so go ahead." I nod my head at her and I hear the girl gasp but I ignore her and gain up the courage, and walk into the room. My eyes meet his and tears immediately fill my eyes. Him requesting me.. means that he remembers. I run over to him and gently hug him trying not to hurt his fragile body. He tries to hug me back and grunts in pain and my tears fall faster. "Michael I am so sorry.. this is all my fault I should have been a better girlfriend than accusing you of dating someone else. I am so stupid and sorry.. babe.." I say all that I could choke out through my tears. He tries to say something but it comes out in a whisper that sounds dry and is kind of hard to understand, but I make it out, "It's not all your fault.. I was the one that ran out and wasn't looking before I turned. Don't blame yourself over this.. me and you will get through this.. I don't want her here y/n." he says. The nurse hears and asks the girl to leave. She pitches her fit, but they finally get her to go. I lay beside Mikey trying to be as gentle as possible to not hurt him anymore than I already have. We lay and talk everything out, I kiss him on his scraped up cheek and he grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. He slowly raises up our hands and plants a kiss on mine. "I love you," I whisper. He turns his head and looks at me and I scan all of the bruises that he has.. the black eye, and the scrape on his cheek and head where he hit the steering wheel. He forces, "I love you too," out and I plant a small kiss on his lips. They give him some pain medicine and he drifts off to sleep. I lay there thanking God that he forgave me for being so stupid and also thanking him for keeping him alive. I drift off to sleep myself beside the broken boy that I love with all my heart.
