Alex pov-
She rolled in with a large in with a metal table a plate was in the center and a smile was shown on her face "its lunchtime Alex you and that young man have been in here for a while" she said softly on the plate was a ham sandwich, a bag of chips and a small water bottle. I didn't respond to her I reach for the remote that laid on the bed and turned off the tv, I heard her move closer to me " I know that you might be feeling homesick because you been in this hospital since yesterday but I promise you that you'll be home soon" she said cheerily.
I gave her blank expression as she begins to check my bandages I wasn't feeling homesick. I just wanted to go home and not be watched by these people anymore. even if I had to deal with my dad's abuse again, I just wanted to go home I heard the nurse sigh when I didn't respond to her "I'll ask doctor Stephen when you can be released and call your dad to pick you up I bet he misses you" she said adjusting one of my bandages that were on my arm. Samathathens hands me the sandwich I wanted to laugh my father isn't the same man that my mom married anymore he hasn't visit me once since I've been here if he did miss me he would come night I was here.
Samantha then leaves my room the glass of water sat on my table I stared down at my meal. The ham sandwich and bags of chips. it didn't make me feel nauseous..... I just didn't want to eat I glanced down at the trash that was on the floor beside my bed, I lean over the railing and dumped sandwich and chips in the trash. I reach for the water and also poured it in the trash... I didn't want to drink water either even though it helps me fill full.... my numbness was already doing it for me.
I laid back down and stared out the window watching the cars go down the road. I didn't even know the tears rolling down my face again.
Jason pov-
I parked my truck beside my house a frown appeared on my lips when I saw the moving van. I got out of my truck and slammed the door shut my mother then walked out the house with a one box, she glared at me when she saw me standing doing nothing "get your ass inside I packed up some of your room because you were to fucking lazy last night" she said annoyed I clutch my fist tightly I wasn't lazy my whole body was pain and I couldn't do shit but sleep I thought angrily. But I give her a silent nod she then heads to the back of the van and put the box inside.
I headed towards the front door but before I went inside my mom yelled at me "Jason before you do that there are boxes in the living take those and put them in the van" I sighed she couldn't just give me one task to do. I went inside there was barely anything in the kitchen or the living room all was in the living was my dad's armchair....i hope my mom throws it out but I knew she wouldn't it's my dad's favorite chair. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a box that was on the counter labeled plates after I get this in the van I'm going to my room, I quickly went outside when I heard my mother yell again. After I finished getting all the boxes that were in the kitchen and in the living room. I went to my room once I open the door a wave of dread went through me when I saw that my room was room was slightly empty my walls were no longer holding poster of my favorite bands, she must have packed those up in one of these boxes I kept looking around my room was room as I walked inside....this room created some many memories now their being taken away from me.
I went to a couple of boxes that were replaced where my bed used to be I crouched down and went through some of the boxes to see if all my belonging were in there. My hand halts when I see in a box a picture frame I shakily picked up the picture.....it was Luke, Sam, Jacob, and I it was our first football game we had huge smiles on our face, because we won the game, I gently stroke the glass memories of our friendship rushed through my head. It made me tear up a bit. But then I stopped thinking about them we were no longer friends and I was happy about that.
I was going to put this picture deeper in the box to forget all the memories but a small pink paper with small hearts fell in the box. My curiosity got the best of me and put the picture on the floor, I reach for the paper it was folder up so begin to open my heartfelt sick when I realize a phone number inside the paper.....it was Luna's phone number when I came to Winterville highschool, luna developed a huge crush on me the first week i came so she scribbles down her number on this pink paper and gave me her number.
But it made me feel guilty that this girl had feelings for me because I didn't since I wasn't into girls. so I told her after lunch that I couldn't return her feeling I told that her that I was interested in guys after I told her that she never talked me again or even spare glance at me, but I always hear her talk about me to her friends, I must have put her number behind the picture to forget about it. I tuck the paper in my leather jacket pocket I'll throw away later right now I didn't want my parents to yell at me because I'm not "packing".
I turned my attention back to the picture on the floor...maybe I should give him this picture since i'm in it. So he can remember me when I leave but I hoped doesn't have relapsed when he sees Luke and friends, I picked up the picture and take it out the frame, I dig in my pocket to find a pen I turned the picture over and wrote my number on the back. If he has a phone he can call me anytime, I put the picture back in its frame and place it on a box I'll put in my truck when I'm done putting my boxes in my truck."Now if Alex gets lonely he can talk to me" I said I sighed when I overheard my parents arguing outside.
