The Path to Love

Chapter 24

"Can I leave now?" I asked the nurse who came to check up on me.

"No, you're going to be here for another week at least," she replied. "Your concussion is not healing as much as we would like."

"I'm going out of my mind, I'm so bored. You must help me here. I can't just stay here and continue to do nothing."

"Hunter, your brain tires easily because it is currently bruised. You can stay awake for maybe a couple of hours at a time. You are sleeping more than you realize. Sleep is good because it's helping you heal."

"I don't think you realize how crazy a person can become from sitting in this hospital and doing nothing for to long."

"I don't think you realize how hurt you actually were. Your injury could have killed you. Some people might even say it should have killed you. Your brain needs time to heal from that type of trauma."

"Fine, I'll stop nagging you about leaving." I huffed, annoyed.

I've been in this hospital room for two weeks now, the first week I wasn't even conscious, but that's besides the point. My leg was in a cast, but my head was feeling better and I was dying to get out of here. But, nope, I wasn't allowed. Maybe if I could just go outside and smell the fresh air, I would be fine. How much longer would I need to be here? One week? Two weeks? Fuck, I hope not.

My mom has been here every single day, too. I know it should be a good thing, having your mother take care of you. But I'm so used to her being gone, so I don't know how I feel about her fussing over me like this. It was bothering me a little because I was used to not having it happen.

I just wanted to see Sam, Xav, and Luke. They would cheer me up and make my time here more bearable. Sam hasn't come by once since I've been awake. Usually we are impossible to separate, but she hasn't been here once. Which is strange and unlike her.

I've been wanting to know why I got into the accident in the first place and the only person who knows that is Sam. I'm a good driver, not to brag or anything, so it's not like me to get into an accident. She is also the only person who can tell me what I've been up to these last few months, she's the only one who really knows me.

Easter came and went, it's not like we could celebrate it, I was stuck in here. Sam didn't come visit me on Easter either, which kind of upset me. She hasn't come to see me at all. We usually spend Easter together, cooking this big turkey supper. I can't believe she didn't show.

I desperately wanted to leave, but the doctors told me I couldn't. Even though my head was feeling better, the concussion hadn't healed yet and it was still dangerous for me to be out. I think I have more problems that they aren't telling me about.

I was starting to get claustrophobic in this hospital room. I've been stuck in this room, not allowed to move. I've been bored out of my mind and sleeping. Technically, I'm not allowed to use my phone, watch tv, or anything that requires my brain to overwork itself. So, I have literally been lying here twiddling my thumbs. Don't even get me started on the hospital food.  Now, I just want to go home.

Sometimes, I ignored the rule about not being able to use my phone. I would use it until my head started to hurt so much and I had to put it away to sleep. I've been calling Sam, but she's been ignoring me. I have no clue why though. I don't have a fucking memory of the last few months.

I woke up from a nap, picked up my phone and tried calling her again. "Hello?" Sam answered, startling me.

"Where have you been?" I snapped at her. "Why haven't you come to spend time with me or just messaged me to see how I'm doing?"

"I didn't want to interrupt your healing process," Sam mumbled.

"Do you even know how I'm healing?"

"I've asked your mom a few times." Sam stated.

"But you couldn't check in with me? Sam, what's going on?"

"Nothing is going on, Hunter. You saved me."

"I know I did, my doctor told me."

"You could have died," Sam stated.

"I know." I replied. I'd die to save her and have no regrets about doing it. I love Sam, she's my best friend.

"I'm so sorry," she mumbled, silently crying.

"Hey, don't cry." I replied, soothing her. "Don't apologize either, the accident wasn't your fault. If anything, it was mine. I should be the one apologizing."

"You did nothing wrong Hunter, I realize that now."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing," she responded quickly.

"Well, can you tell me how I caused the accident? I can't remember the last three months, so I have no idea what's been going on in my life."

"You were trying to tell me about one of your rendezvous', and we got into a little spat about it. We were fighting, and you weren't paying attention to the road."

"Why would we be fighting about me sleeping around? We never have full on fought about it before." I stated.

"You slept with someone I didn't like," she responded quickly. "But I have to go now. I must do some homework. I'll see you soon. I love you," Sam mumbled.

"Love you too, Sammy." The line went dead.

Why is she acting like this? Why were we fighting about me sleeping around? This made me even more determined to get my memories back. Sam was lying to me. I don't know how I knew; I just did. I also wouldn't sleep with someone Sam didn't like. I may be a jerk, but I always put her first. If she doesn't like someone, I don't associate with them.

I was missing something. I was missing something big.