Love Won't Last Forever (Sequel to FWLF)

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

 

“Where the hell are you?” Vic yelled at me through the phone

“I’m in the hospital”

“Oh my god are you okay?” he asked me panicked.

“Calm down, yes. I just need you to pick me up”

“Im on my way now.” He said

“Bring your truck!” I said before he ended the call

I threw my phone into my pocket. I was extremely tired, seeing as I had been hit by a car yesterday that doesn’t come as too big of a surprise. Nothing happened to me though, just a few scrapes and bruises and that’s all. I had the file clenched in my hand and was pacing back and forth near the doors trying to come up with an answer as to what I had read yesterday. My mother died, because she committed suicide. However I refuse to believe she actually did, why else would my dad have a copy of a police file? This, by the way, was still on-going and is illegal to have. I found myself gnawing at my lips and picking at my finger nails in anxiety while I thought about this.

I was breaking into a cold sweat and I felt like I was going to throw up. What could have possibly driven her to kill herself? I sighed and fell onto the cold metal bench outside. Normally people would have been in a lot of pain, but me? I’m used to being covered in bruises so this feels like nothing to me.  Another reason as to why I hadn’t bothered to do anything about the person to hit me, she was in her 30’s and had that look that said she hadn’t slept for weeks and didn’t get paid enough to live in her house so she pawns off of her ex-husband. You know that kinda look some people have. I saw Vics green truck pull into the parking lot and I jogged over and climbed in.

“Hey sorry-“I said but was cut off by him throwing his arms around me. His grip was tight, like I was going to fall apart if he let go. He was breathing heavily, a think he often did when he was worried I found.

“You scared me so much” he whispered into my ear, still giving me a death grip hug.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” I replied, my voice muffled since I was shoving my face into the crook of his neck.

“What happened?” he asked me while pulling away, and then out of the hospital parking lot.

“Oh we need to go to my dad’s place, have to throw out his things” I said and pointed in the direction “And some girl hit me with her car. I’m okay, just a bruise or two” I said with a shrug. He looked angry and concerned at the same time and I instantly knew he was getting into his protective mood which I found sexy and caring at the same time. I leaned over and pecked him on the cheek lightly, hoping he wouldn’t get all mad at the person how had hit me. Of course it’s horrible but it’s over and done with, im alive.

“You should sue her” he said

“Nah. That would mean more time away from you” I said seductively. He smiled at that and quickly pecked my lips before turning his attention back to the road. While driving we passed by the old school. It made me sad and happy at the same time looking at it. Happy, because I had a lot of good memories there with Vic, and sad because a lot of people were shitty to me. I looked back at the road and saw him turn down my street, and park on the side of the road instead of on the driveway.

“Alright all the bags are just down there” I told him, he nodded. I hopped out of the car and lead him to the pile of garbage and old things. He picked up 4 bags, 2 in each had, and walked back to the truck. I found myself admiring his strength. I picked up the last one that was there and carried it down to the truck where he was leaning against. He looked at me and smiled. It was different though, it was a smile that looked like he was remembering something.