Alone

9

Bella

I woke up to the sound of a beeping noise and the smell of a sterilized environment, which can only mean one thing.

I'm in the hospital.

It took me a minute to think about what happened. Then all of a sudden it all came crashing down.

The party. Harry. Brad. The video. Me not getting to my inhaler in time.

Ugh I'm such a dumbass for not leaving it by my bedside table.

I look to my right and see my mom asleep on the small couch that was against the wall.

"M-mom" I croaked out, my throat feeling dry and sore.
I had an oxygen mask on, meaning that my asthma was probably really bad last night when I started hyperventilating.

My mom opened her eyes, and saw that I was awake and immediately got up to get me some water. After I basically finished the whole bottle, I asked her some questions.

"How did I get here mommy?" I asked quietly.

"Aw sweetie I came home super late, maybe around 1am and my God Harold was still throwing that party of his, and when I got up to your room you were passed out on the floor and I could hear you wheezing a bit. I knew it was your asthma but you were having short breathes and It made me nervous so I called harry to help me bring you to the car an-"

"Wait, you asked Harry to help you? And he did??" I asked shocked. I mean it's not my moms fault cause she doesn't know what has been going on.

"Yes sweetie. I called him, he was a bit drunk but not really, which I'll have to talk to Anne about, but anyway he panicked and picked you up from the floor since I can't carry you, and carried you all the way to the car. Obviously I didn't let him come with us since he was a bit intoxicated, but I'm glad he helped." My mom explained.

I just nodded and looked away from my mom, trying to absorb her words.

"Bella is there something wrong between you and Harry?" Mom asked slowly. I thought of the right words to say especially since mom and Anne, Harry's mom, are really close.

"Harry and I aren't friends anymore. He um- he found a new friend group and I preferred to stay out of it." I explained with tears coming into my eyes.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry, do you want to talk about it?" She asked quietly.

"No, it's okay. I'll be okay." Hopefully.

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A few hours later I got released from the hospital, and once we got home, I saw Harry cleaning up his front yard with a big black garbage bag.

I got out of the car slamming it and it got his attention but I immediately ran inside and into my bedroom just in case he wanted to talk to me. Cause I know I don't.

"Bella! I'm going to head out for a few hours! I'll be back later!" Mom yelled from downstairs.

"Okay!"

I was laying in bed reading a book and trying to get rid of what Harry said at the party. He probably really meant it.

I heard the front door open and closed from downstairs and frowned because mom only left the house 20 mins ago. Maybe she forgot something I shrugged. As I was going back to my book, my bedroom door opened a little wider to reveal the person I hate right now.

"Bella, are-are you okay? I don't know if you remembered or not but I helped your mom carry you to the car last night." Harry said scratch the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact.

"Yeah I'm fine." I said still 'reading' my book and not looking up at him.

"I umm I wanted to know what happened, it kind if scared both your mom and I, and-"

"Look Harry, we're not friends anymore. You don't need to know what happened, my mom only called you cause she didn't know we are not friends anymore. You don't have to come here because you pity me and you can just leave me alone like my mom does and apparently my dad too." I said not trying to start the waterworks. I could see in his eyes that he's shock and was probably realizing where I got that from.

"No, Bella I didn't mean any of that." He tried to explain.

"NO! You did Harry! There was no reason for you to mention it in the first place! You know how I felt about my dad! And it hurts to think that the person I trusted almost my whole life, said those words that will make me feel so alone and empty. Now please get out." I said stressed out, running my hand through my messy hair.

"Bella-"

"NO, GET THE FUCK OUT!" I screamed, trying not to throw my book at his face.

He sighed then left the house, while I just layed here crying till my eyes become red and puffy.

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Author's Note
SOOOOOO
I know its been a long ass time and I don't update. And I am terribly sorry about that.

School is a bitch. Work is too and so Im constantly busy doing something. I apologize :((

I'll try updating more. And Im sorry this is a short chapter :/

Tell me what you like so far and what you want to see more of! :))