Sarah Who?

Part 31 / Day 30

I know it's been a while since I updated. It's Ben so hard these last few days at school and at home. Writing and editing are the only thing keeping me alive right now. If you listen to the song NVM by faith Marie you will understand....so yeah. I'm sorry. ~IZZY
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It was three days later and you and Sarah were inseparable. She wouldn't leave your side and you wouldn't leave hers. She slept in the hospital bed with you and she would help you when you woke up screaming.

The doctors gave you something to fall asleep as well as pills or the PTSD and anxiety. They told you and Sarah that you probably both weren't going to be 100% okay for a while and that someone should stay with us. Sarah then informed you that your mother had been staying with us since Sarah had gotten out. I just gave her a look.

When the doctor left she pulled me to the side. "How does your foot feel?" She asked me. "It feels okay. My shoulder is worse and the broken ribs and arm feel like hell and back." You laughed which caused it to hurt more. You hissed in pain. "Okay well don't laugh and keep pressure off of your foot." She answer you. "Also your mother." You sighed. You didn't really want to her about her. That bitch. "When I got home she was in our room crying into one of your shirts. I stood in the hallway and listen to what she had said. She said and I quote. 'I wish I could have just lived with how my daughter chose to live her life. Maybe then she would still be here with me. My baby girl is gone.' Those were her exact words. She misses and loves you and is willing to try." Sarah finished talking and grabbed your hands kissing them. "She is trying. She really is." She said and as if this is rehearsed your mother walked into the room. "Are you two ready to go?" She asked. You hadn't seen you mother since that day. At Sarah's house. Well your house now. You hobbled and sort of ran up to your mother and gave her as big a hug as your body was willing to allow. Which really wasn't that big but your mother knew what you meant. When you pulled away she was crying. "I am so sorry for how I treated you. All of those years. Just hating and resenting you for your choices. But that was wrong and I see now that I just need to except you for who you are versus hating you for it." She said as you two pulled away. Tears streaming down her face. "I love you mom." You said. You were crying to now.

You felt Sarah's arm snake around your waist as she helped you into the wheel chair. You were aloud to walk but not far distances. Not yet. Your mother grabbed your bags and signed the release papers and you were free to go.

As you and Sarah were leaving the hospital you were met with hundreds of paparazzi. They were everywhere. Sarah's driver pulled up to the curb and hopped out of the car. He and Sarah helped you into the seat and shut the door. Your mother and Sarah went around. You heard your mother yell at the people around all of you. "Leave my daughter alone can't you see she's hurt. You fucking vultures." Your mother opened the door and got into the car Sarah hopped in after her sitting right next to you. She grabbed your hand and whispered in your ear. "I love you to the moon and back baby." She kissed your cheek and you kissed her whispering. "I love you more than anything in the world." With your fingers locked together and your legs over top of Sarah's the driver started to move. "I'm sorry about that guys. Those people were everywhere. There were more around back." He said as he pulled out of the parking lot. "It's okay. Let's just hope no one is there when we get to the house." Sarah said.

     You looked at your mom and smiled. She looked back and returned your smile as she grabbed your shoulder. "I love you baby girl." She said as she sat back in her chair. The car pulled onto the highway. You looked at Sarah. "Thank you." You said. "For what babe?" She asked looking over at you. "For just being here." You smiled and kissed her.