Chapter 8: Is it worth it?

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*Audrey's P.O.V* (Point of View)

 

Is it still worth it?

To call him the guy that first had my heart. When he had it, I never realized it. But finally when he doesn't have it,  I take concern. 

I've been thinking 'bout a lot recently. Especially about him. I wonder if he will EVER remember me. Will he? I stare at him with a blank face, while he plays with his soup. Oh what a kid.

He gives me puppy eyes, with the spoon in front of my face. What am I supposed to do. He waves it around my face. It smells pretty good. And then all the sudden, I feel like a kid too. He starts making the train sounds, CHOO CHOO. Yeah. Haha. I opened my mouth to eat it, hold on.

Do you drink soup? Or eat it. That is the question, but I had many other questions in mind too. Well, I slurped it up anyway. He seemed happy about it. I smiled back, and then he returned to playing with this flavoured water. Oh my. I stared at the clock, and eventually fell. 

It feels like hours, days that I've been sleeping. I was able to sleep? Wow. I feel something, fingers, stroking my hair continuously. I feel like crying, but I'm also tired of crying. I'm tired of doing everything. Tired of crying, sobbing.

Feeling terrible about the accident. About everything I've done to Caleb. Why did I have to let him slip away from me. Why did his memory have to leave. Why couldn't have my memory been lost. Why'd it have to be his.

I wake up to a maroon coloured room. I can hear the radio, booming One Direction, but their songs can't seem to cheer me up at the moment.

I hear screams. I hear a loud bang, followed by shattered glass. I feel the crunch of these small things pierce into my bare feet.  They hurt, but the pain of not seeing Caleb when I wake up hurts more than this. 

I scream just like the day of the accident. Trying to find him, his presence, and his hands. Where could they be. With all the energy I gained, I find the courage to be strong. I search every room in this unknown building, and find out the hospital was just next door. Wait. My butt feels bare. 

Am I wearing the fashinoable hospital dresses with my beautiful behind sticking out? The nurses from this building are calling me to come back in, but I just start to run toward the hospital, with bare feet, crushed glass pressing more into my flesh.

I run, leaving a trail of bloody feet. People scream, but that doesn't stop me from trying to find Caleb. 

I see Caleb in the room with his mother. He's not in his dress anymore, but in sweats and a V-neck shirt, that flashes his incredibly beautiful collar bone, that I've never noticed before. Whoa.  

His eyes look serious, and so does his mothers. I barge in there with no permission at all, and just stare at those gorgeous eyes. Damn it. 

I just loose it, and start to cry. Why did his presence make me cry? Will I always be like this now?  Someone is telling me to hush, but all I feel is his arm carry me, and I just stay cradled in his arms.  I hear the doctor as well.

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