Since Birth

Chapter Forty Three

"How the hell did this happen?" The voices kept cutting in and out. I wasn't sure who was speaking at first.
"Daddy, it was an accident." Then I wasn't sure how many days had gone by. The voices changed quickly and constantly making it difficult to keep up or keep track. So I focused only on the beeping of the monitor. It was what helped me really come to.
My eyes fluttered open and I could feel the pain and pressure in my face. I realized too that my right eye was swollen shut and so I couldn't see fully. He must've hit me good.
"It hurts." I said quietly before clearing my throat. "My head hurts."
"Emelie!" My dad was in the room I could see him coming towards me. "Baby are you alright?"
"It all hurts." I groaned trying to move but he stopped me gently pushing me back onto the hospital bed.
"Let me get a nurse." He said softly before turning away from me. I tried to move again but my head had felt so heavy and my body weak. I don't know why everything felt so restraining.
Eventually the nurse had come in and checked my vitals. She had given me something for the pain and offered to order me food but I declined. Food was the last thing on my mind.. Once the pain medication kicked in, it didn't hurt so much to move. I touched my head feeling the bandage wrapped around it. I had assumed the hit sent me flailing and busted my head open on a table.
"They had to shave a part of your head." I turned to my left to try and see Aimee who was standing next to my bed.
I tried to roll my eyes at her but it had only hurt my head further. "What are you doing here." I growled still bitter at her for even inviting Issac. Is she wouldn't have tried to break me- this, this would have never happened.
"I'm sorry Em about all of this, I thought I was creating this fairytale moment where you realized who you wanted to be with. I mean we didn't even get to my movie choices." She laughed at the end and I just wanted to strike her.
"My life is no fairytale, it's never been." I moved my arm angrily through the air and somehow that even hurt.
"And I fucked up on my first try, I chose an asshole."
I sucked my teeth and turned my head to look away from her. "Let me make my own damn choices!" I yelled at her feeling my blood boil at the memories of her always being involved with who I was after. She was always in my ear and I had told her all of my secrets- I gasped remembering how I had trusted her just the other night and now that diminishing. "How the hell can I trust you?" I turned to look at her quickly just wanting to get out of this stupid bed. "How can I trust you Aimee??" I screamed at her and my father came running in looking to the both of us. Aimee was moving back sulking away from me with saddened eyes.
"What on earth are you two arguing about?" He asked and my eyes began to fill as my fist balled up tightly beside me. I was upset, I was angry. And it wasn't my normal anger, I was about ready to hurt her- it was uncontrollable.
"I want to be alone." I demanded shutting my eyes tightly shaking my head. They needed to leave because I felt like I was going to burst.
"Emelie," Aimee whined and I had lost it.
I grabbed the nearest thing beside me which happened to be a hospital water bottle and I threw it as hard as I could at the wall beside my father.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed I think the loudest I ever had at either of them. I immediately turned on my side to ignore them both hoping that they would just listen to me before I aimed at their heads.
They left without another word. They left with only the sounds of the dripping water falling down the walls and splashing onto a puddle on the linoleum floor.

I had hoped my nap would help my anger. After they had left I had cried and screamed to no one just to let out my rage. It was not normal for me to feel this out of control. When I awoke I felt someone beside me and I shook them away causing a stir.
He had snored himself awake. I sighed and moved my hand turning on my side so I could see him look to me sleepily. His eyes were red and tired and his fingers were imprinted on his face. His hair fell down over his eyes and he yawned giving me a moment to appreciate how cute he was before he spoke.
"I hope I didn't scare you." He frowned clearing his throat to get back to his normal tone. "I've been waiting for you to wake up." I now noticed the the bruise beside his eye and the cut above his lip and another on his left cheek. Issac surely knew how to throw them.
"What are you doing here?" I asked frowning and situating myself finally on my side.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay." He sat back in his seat and wiped his eyes groggily. "I've been waiting all day actually, since they told me you were awake." He cleared his throat and looked down.
"What happened Trev?" I asked him relaxing myself and trying to give him sympathy. He didn't want to get involved but Issac kept pushing him I remembered.
"Well we got into a fight and I shouldn't have hit him back, I'm sorry I did because it really wasn't worth what happened to you." He paused to give a small chuckle. "All of it because of you and your-" he but his lip hard and looked up to the ceiling shaking his head to himself. He sighed and looked back down to me saying, "he missed one hit and instead punched you so hard that he almost broke your jaw and sent you flying into a table where you might've cracked your skull." He took a sharp breath remembering the moment vividly. He bit down on his fist for a moment and looked down away from me. "There was so much blood Em, we thought you were going to die!" He now ran his hand through his hair distressed. "I- I went to help you and I was shaking and I couldn't remember anything I just jumped into action and I checked your breathing yelled at someone to call 911. You were breathing but you were out and it was faint. There was blood pooling so I stabilized your body with my own and I waited beside you until the ambulance came. It was all just flashes after that, unsure if if I'm awake or asleep. It felt like I was dreaming, you know?" He looked over my face frowning. "I thought it was a nightmare I was never going to wake up from. I mean your father, oh boy he was pissed off. He lost it on all of us, told Issac to never contact you again and then told me that I should be glad that I tried to save you. He wanted to say the same to me I guarantee that." He gave a short laugh and put his face in his hands.
"Are you doing okay?" I decided to ask and he looked back up to me confused a bit by my reaction.
"I- um," he looked back down laughing nervously and scratching his head. "It's been a hell of a few days that's for sure." He drew in his bottom lip and then reached out to grab my arm lovingly. "I was worried about you."
"You owed me one." He laughed and looked up to the ceiling with a long sigh.
"You know I meant it when I said I love you." I nodded looking away from his face now. "And when I kiss you Em-"
"Please." I said quietly shutting my eye. "Let's not go through this again Trev."
"I just need you know, that's all. And I'm sorry if I ever made you feel less than what you are. I don't deserve such a loving and patient friend. I care about you and I'm in love with you Emelie so if I had to fight again I would." He moved his hand and sat back sighing. "Aimee keeps blaming herself. She told me she invited Issac to the party and regretted it the moment she saw you were upset."
"She did it on purpose I know it. If she hadn't invited him I would-"
"Hey," he stopped me rubbing my arm gently. "She feels awful about it." I rolled my eyes and turned to lay back on my back.
"Well common sense would have told her not to do something so stupid." I was getting angry again and I didn't want to. He was being so nice to me but the thought of Aimee just ruined it all. This was her fault. I wanted her to feel bad about it but the truth is she is probably laughing in a corner somewhere at how she caused two guys to fight over me and I hit me in the process.
"You should go." I shook my head angry trying not to burst into flames again.
"Do you need anything before I go?" He asked and I looked up to the ceiling feeling like I was going to burst into tears again.
"Trevor I just want to be alone okay?" I took a deep breath and looked up to ceiling again.
"Of course." He walked over close to my bed and he planted a kiss on my forehead. "Call me or text me if you need anything." He rubbed my arm and I sighed deeply trying not to look at him again.