And Peggy

31

Saturday:

I woke up and realized I was still in the hospital. I looked over at Maria. She was still asleep, but she had stitches, a cast on her left arm, and her arm and leg were elevated. I noticed the crutches leaning against the wall. She woke up panicked at first but realized where she was.

"Good morning, hon."

"Good morning. How are you feeling?"

"I just want to leave, but I have to wait for Martha to come back."

"Oh okay."

"Do you mind if I spend the night at your house?"

"No, not at all. Oh and listen, I'm sorry about your mom."

"Oh, it's fine. She's never home half the time. My dad is in the army, so she decided that hooking up with guys to get money was a good idea. Maybe that's why I'm such a slut? But at least I'm able to through some pretty kick ass parties."

"You aren't a slut."

"What do you mean? James wanted to have sex and I let him do it."

"Don't you get it? James was using you! Why do you think he did this to you? You aren't the slut, he is."

"I guess you're right. I never really thought of it like that. But that doesn't matter. He's not my boyfriend anymore, and I'm glad."

"Me too."

"You are?" She said with a smirk.

"Um yeah I mean you're my friend and I want what's best for you." Well fuck. I blew it.

"Oh, of course. Why else would you be?" She sighed. Did she like me too?

"Yeah. Why else?" Well that was awkward. Where the hell was Martha?

"Hi, dear. How are you feeling today?" Perfect timing!

"I feel a lot better. Thank you."

"Oh don't mention it. It's my job to help people. I'm just thankful that you are okay."

"Me too." I muttered. Shit. I said that out loud.

"What was that, dear?"

"Oh nothing." Ha fuck.

"Well, Maria, let me just help you out and you can go home."

"Thanks, Martha."

Martha helped Maria up out of the bed and taught her how to walk with crutches. She was really struggling because of her broken arm. Eventually she was able to move, so we went out to my mom.

"Okay, Catherine, she is ready to go home. I can't belive you spent the night sitting in that chair."

"Oh it really isn't that big of a deal."

"It was nice seeing you again."

"You too, Martha." Martha smiled and walked away. "Well let's get you home."

"Actually, do you mind if I spend the night, Mrs. Schuyler?"

"Don't you want to explain to your parents what happened?"

"My dad is away with the army, and my mom is probably high, drunk, or off at some other guy's house."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, darling. You can stay as long as you need."

"Thank you so much!"

We went home. I led Maria up to my room.

"Meg! Guess wha- Oh god what happened?"

"Oh, I um fell out of a tree, hon. I'm okay though."

"Like Evan Hansen?"

"Exactly like Evan Hansen."

"It's even the same arm!"

"Yeah. I mean I hurt more, but it is still the same arm." Maria laughed.

"Now, Meg. Guess what?"

"What, Lia?"

"I'm going to Mary's house!"

"Mary Laurens?"

"Mhm."

"Oh."

"Wait, your old boyfriend is her brother! I'm sorry, Meg. I won't go"

"No, it's fine. She's your friend. Just because John and I aren't getting along very well doesn't mean you need to lose and friend."

"Okay! Bye!" She hugged me and ran out the door with my dad.

Angelica ran down the steps. "Oh, hi, Maria! Aw, you look prettu damnterrible. Are you okay?"

"Just a little fucked up, but I'm alright."

"Hope you get better soon."

"Thank you."

I helped her hop up the steps. As we walked down the hall, we past Eliza sitting in her room with the door open she was talking to Alex.

"Oh okay. I'd love to. Yeah, I'm okay with whenever. Well how abou- Maria! Sorry, Alexander. Got to go! Je t'aime!" She ran over to us. "Hi, Maria. How are you doing? Are you okay?"

"I'm doing just fine. It's a struggle, but I'll manage."

"Well I hope you get better soon."

"Thanks, hon." Damnit. She said it to Liza.

We walked into my room. "You can sleep on Cornelia's bed tonight."

"Oh okay." She sat down next to me on my bed. "Thanks for everything, love. I appreciate you helping me out." She called me love. Aw.

"I'd do anything for you."

"Really?" She said raising an eyebrow.

"Th-that wasn't what I meant."

"No, it's fine, love. I'd do anything for you too."

"You. You would?"

"Yeah. Even this." She leaned in and kissed me. It was a little awkward because she had a busted lip, but for some reason that didn't matter. She actually kissed me, and it was amazing. We didn't pull away until I needed to breathe.

"Wow."

Sorry if this is bad (bad?) because I (more than) survived this entire day off of ice cream, Sour Patch Kids, M&M's, Smarties, and Mike and Ikes until I had a really small piece of steak and then strawberry shortcake. Essentially, (they taxes us relentlessly) I am on a sugar withdrawal and want to die.