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I wake up to the obnoxious beeping of a heart monitor. The pace was steady, not too slow, nor fast. I could feel an oxygen mask, helping me fill my lungs with air.
My body felt like I had just been hit by a semi. My mind was hazy, as if I had just been shot up with with a heavy dose of morphine.
I slowly open my eyes, only to be greeted with a painfully bright light from above me. My senses feel so sensitive, yet numb at the same time. I look around the room the best I can, someone, curled up, sleeping in a chair. I try to lift my hand, to remove the, now unnecessary mask, but I feel a considerable amount of weight laid on it.
I look over to see someone sitting in a chair, sleeping with their head rested against the bed, like a pillow.
I use my other hand to remove the mask. I look back at the person by my bed, then it clicked in my mind.
It's Vic.
I pull my hand out from under his head, trying not to wake him. But I fail, as he begins to stir lightly then sit up.
He looks over at me, "Kellin, you're awake?.."
"I-I hope so." I try to talk, my voice cracking from it's lack of use, and my dry throat. "Can you get me some water, please?"
"Yeah, I'll be right back." He stood up and walked out the room. He returned shortly after, with a nurse.
"Finally back with the land of the living Kellin?" She asked me.
I knitted my eye brows in confusion, "How long have I been out?"
She began to check my stitches, "Not too long, about a month. It was the easiest way for you to recover."
So I've been out for a month.. I looked back over to the person sleeping, who I could now make out as my mom. Has she been here the whole time?
"You seem to be doing well. You're recovering faster than we expected." She jotted down a few things on the clipboard in her hand, before setting it down to check my IV.
"Can I move around any?" I asked, my back feels stiff, like I've been laying on concrete.
She nodded, "Just not too much, your stitches are still trying to heal."
I nodded in understanding. After she was done checking everything she informed me of my medicine rounds, and that I would be getting dinner soon. Then she left.
I look from my mother back to Vic. "Has she been here the whole time?.."
He nodded.
"When she wakes up.. let her talk, ok?"
I was confused by what he meant, but I just nodded.
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She woke up around 9, she hugged me and gave me a million kisses, like any mom should. But, I was confused. She's hardly ever acted like this with me.
"Sweety.. I'm so so sorry this happened. I was finally going to leave him, and take you with me," she choked back a sob, "I was too late.. I love you so much."
And in those words, I understood. She was scared. Scared of him but scared to leave. She explained how she was basically controlled by him. How he abused her, like he did me. And most of all she wouldn't stop telling me how much she loved me.
"With your father finally gone.. we can be happy." She smiled at me, I couldn't help but return it.
"You should go get something to eat." She gave me a look, she didn't want to leave. Vic walked back in, with a drink in his hand. "Please," I pleded with her, she needed something to eat, "Vic, will stay with me. I'll be fine."
"Ok ok. I'll be back soon. Do either of you want anything?" I shook my head and Vic replied with a polite "no ma'm." After giving us both hugs, she left.
"I like your mom, she's nice." He said as he sat in the chair next to my bed.
"Yeah, she is." I smiled at him.
"She asked if we were dating." I blushed lightly, and looked down.
"Kellin, I was here everyday. I was worried that I wasn't going to get to talk to you again." He let out a short sigh, "You mean a lot to me.."
I look back over at him, as he gently takes my hand, "Way more than a friend should."
I was frozen, what do I say?
"Kellin.. would you possibly like to um...like to be my boyfriend?"
(A\N: Dun dun duuunnnn cx)
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