Tough, scary and edgy. Those are only a few things people would call Nolia Ross. But in reality she is nothing of the sort. Her home life is ... bad to say the least. Her parents wish she was more like her twin brother Jackson who is smart and kind...
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Groaning I grabbed my head and sat up. Why did my head hurt so much? I yawned and rubbed my eyes. I felt like I had been hit by a bus. Opening my eyes I was instantly blinded by white light. After letting my eyes adjust I found myself alone in a hospital room.
What the hell?
"Oh good you're awake," a nurse walked in and went about checking things. "How are you feeling love?" She asked smiling sweetly at me.
I shrugged my shoulders. Shouldn't have done that. I winced in pain, "Okay I guess," I said. She smiled again and walked out of the room mumbling something about food as she did.
A couple of minutes after the nurse left, I had a visitor. Wade. His presence alone made the memories of yesterday come springing to my mind. I brought my hand to my head as a wave of pain overtook me, I groaned again. He sat down in the seat next to the bed and watched me closely. I winced in pain and he frowned. "Does it hurt much?" he asked.
"Yeah, no thanks to you," I spat at him. How dare he come here. Its bad enough that he did this, but coming here, just great.
"I know you're angry, bu-"
"Angry? Angry? I'm beyond angry! I'm pissed. You did this! And now you're here to what? Gloat?" I cut him off.
He stiffened for a moment then let out a breath and relaxed. "No I'm here to apologize."
"Huh apologize, yeah right," I scoffed. He clenched his jaw. "Come on then, lets hear it," I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.
He got up from the chair and started pacing around the room. It was quite for a moment as I watched him move. He still didn't speak. I got more and more annoyed the longer he stayed quite.
"I'm sorry," he blurted.
I scoffed. "You're sorry. That's your big speech? Your sorry?"
"No, I'm not done," Wade breathed out. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you. But if you hadn't slapped me, then I wouldn't have lost my temper," he ran a hand through his hair.
I laughed. "I shouldn't have slapped you?" I asked drily. "Maybe you shouldn't have tried to kiss then I wouldn't have slapped you!" I yelled.
"look, I'm sorry. If you don't want anything to do with me I understand. I just wanted to let you know that I truly regret what I did," he said quietly looking at the floor. When I said nothing his shoulders and he started walking to the door.
"Wade wait," I said just before he left. He stopped walking but didn't turn to face me. "I forgive you," I whispered.
