Dying faith

Chapter 13

Faith pov
It's been 1 week in this small room the doctors come and go, Andrew still hasn't come to see me, even though I don't want to see him but I would have thought he would care to see me. The doctor told me I fell into the river and Andrew save me and brought me here, sometimes I wonder if he left me to die would it have been better. The life I'm living now is a waste of oxygen and time, my body is breaking down slowly I want it to speed up to escape this pain. My doctors have notice my depressed state and wanted to help me but what could they do the damage is done already.
I spend most of my time crying or staring at the wall for hours the doctors have try to get me go outside but I just can't.
The door opens my heart quickness,
Staring at the door. The doctor emerges   With a simile.
"Hello Luna how are you doing"
I look down a tear falls from my eyes  I haven't talk since I woke up
He signs
"Luna I know it's hard right now (he pauses) you miss your mate but he will came see you in due time"
I don't utter a word keeping my  head down
I don't believe a word he says Andrew doesn't care because if he did he wouldn't leave me this broken.
"Alpha Jackson is a good person he-he just in a bad place right now with you everything just-" I've heard enough I'm the one who dying and he's the one fucking about with other girls leaving her mate to die alone.
I look up and point at the door angrily 
He looks taken back by my action but understand and walks out shutting the door behind him.
I tug at my hair crying.
I laid there in the dark consumed with my thoughts then my phone rang next to me. The ID Andrew came up everything stop.
I didn't know what to do my hands began to tremble as I slid the call icon to answer and put in on loud speaker
Silence.....
I was about to hang up then I hear his voice 
"F-Faith if you can hear me I'm sory I- I cant explain to you why I did it because I don't know myself pls forgive me"
I didn't know what to say my words were stuck in my throat, trying to escape. Finally I form a word
"Why " I wishper
"I-I don't know faith" he sighed
All the angry and pain I was battling with released
"You've fucked me up, I can't sleep I cant think right and all  Ive been thinking  about is ending it all. The pain and disgust I feel and when I ask you why, you can't even give me an answer fuck you Andrew! " I quickly end the call not wanting hear his boring excuses I definitely don't miss him. I think.