My Only

Chapter 4

I woke slowly. My head was pounding. I opened my eyes only to see a white room. Once I sat up I tried looking around but when I moved my head it started hurting worse than before. I let out a groan in pain.
"Alex!!" I was practically tackled back into the bed. I saw a purple shoulder-less shirt. I hugged back, laughing a little.
"Hi Chrystal." I said tiredly. "How'd I get here?"
Suddenly a voice said, "I found you passed out in the forest. What happened?"  It was Owen.
I froze and let go of Chrystal, recalling all that happened. Tears ran down my pale face.
"Jason..." I paused.
"Who?" Asked Owen.
Crystal looked at me with fright in her grey eyes.
"Her boyfriend.. he must've done this. I've been trying to get her to break up with him for a while." Crystal said.
"Ex boyfriend." I responded.
"You.. broke up with him?"
"Yeah."
Chrystal hugged me again. "That's great!" She yelled. A nurse walked in with a few new people. It was Emma and CrossStitch. They were my best friends aside from Chrystal. Emma and Crystal, I've known since middle school and CrossStitch was one of my ex's, but we still remain close friends despite it.
"Alex! We heard what happened and came as soon as we could!" Emma said running to me. There was no doubt about it, she was the sweetest person ever.
CrossStitch, or just Stitch, ran up and hugged me so tight I couldn't even breathe. No joke.
"Alexandria Lee Sawyer! What the hell were you thinking? What even happened? Are you okay? Do you need anything? How can I help? Do you need me to get the doctor? I'll get the doctor."
Stitch was the mom of the group.
"Stitch.." I choked out, trying to breathe.
"Yes hun?"
"Lemme go."
He released me from the bear hug after a second. I tried my best to catch my breath.
"Thanks" I said while coughing. My head was hurting even worse now. I put my hand on my forehead.
"H-hey are you alright?" Owen asked, worry in his voice.
"Yeah just a headache. A really, really bad one."
"I knew I needed to get a doctor!" Stitch yelled. We all just laughed at him as he ran out of the room.
Emma sat on the side of the bed and looked over at me.
"You know I haven't seen you in a while but I wasn't expecting the next meeting to be in a hospital." She chuckled.
"Yeah me neither." I replied.
"So how's life been aside from.. this?"
"It's been alright I guess. Not the best but.. yeah."
"What's wrong?"
I looked over at Owen I didn't really want to talk about this in front of him. He was looking down at his lap.
"Just.. having trouble sleeping."
She gave me a look. Like she knew what I meant. Stitch walked back in with a nurse and she gave me some pain killers. After about 20 minutes of small talk I felt better.
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They let me out of the hospital and I was in the car with everyone driving over to mine and Chrystal's house. I fell asleep on the way there. I woke up to someone shaking me awake. I opened my eyes and saw I was laying on someone's shoulder. I looked up and saw Owen. I was too tired to register anything so I just said, "Sorry.."
I heard him chuckle and I got up and walked out of the car. I started stumbling. And then Owen grabbed my arm and put it over his shoulder, helping me balance. Crystal opened the front door and Owen helped me get up the stairs and to my room. I got out of his grasp and laid on the bed, instantly falling asleep.

I woke up and it was still dark out. I turned on the lamp and heard someone groan. I looked and saw Owen next to the bed.
"Owen? What are you doing here? I thought you would've left."
"Well, Chrystal said she wanted someone to watch you while she dropped everyone else off. So I stayed."
"She really made you stay?" I said with a chuckle.
"Actually I volunteered. I just wanted an excuse to see you again." She scratched the back of his neck. I looked over at him and he blushed. I was so confused. I mean he was cute.
".... wait why??" I asked.
"Sorry.." he started, "I just thought you were really pretty." He looked away.
"I don't see it." I replied.
"What do you mean?"
"I think I look like a potato." I laughed.
He just chuckled and then there was silence.
"Well you should get some rest, it's like," he pulls up his hoodie sleeve and checks his watch, then continues, "1 am."
"I'm not really tired."
"Well you should at least try."
"Nah. I think I'll just stay up. You can sleep though."
"Well if you stay up I'll stay up." He said.
We stayed up the rest of the night basically just chatting. He tried to ask me about my family but I changed the subject. I wasn't quite ready to tell him about them. But other then that I had a nice time.
I couldn't help but admire his features again. His shiny, ginger hair. His pale skin with freckles dotting his cheeks and nose. His eyes were a glimmering teal. They were beautiful. And his smile brightens the room. He was quite handsome. But what would he want with me?