mistakes (jerrie)

part XVII

Jade

I don't think I've ever driven crazier in my entire life. Perrie and I might not be together anymore but I do still care about her. More than I would like to admit. I pulled up in front of the hospital and nearly ran inside. Debbie was waiting for me in the lobby of the hospital for me, quickly ushering into the closest elevator and pushing the button for the 11th floor.

I was so nervous that I barely registered Debbie speaking.

"Jade, I am so sorry for everything Perrie has put you through," she trailed off like she was going to keep talking but remained silent for the remainder of the ride. The doors opened to reveal a long corridor of various rooms. It was only then when the awful smell of hospitals hit me. I shuddered. Bad memories.

Debbie led me down the hall and stopped before one of the doors. There was a security guard standing outside the door, sizing me up as we stopped.

"Jade I have to warn you before you go in there, she's not in the best shape," I nodded. I was trying to prepare myself for that since she called me. The security guard glared at me slightly and held the handle of the door to stop me from entering.

"Don't unlock the handcuffs," he said before swinging the door open. I took a deep breath to calm myself and walked in.

As soon as I stepped into the room and the door shut behind me, my facade of confidence crumbled. Her blue eyes met mine for the first time in months and I wanted to sob.

Perrie looked awful. She had intense bags under her eyes as if she hadn't slept in a week, she was noticeably skinnier, and her hair was an absolute mess.

She gave me a small smile and gestured me over to her. I felt like I was on auto pilot and suddenly I was awkwardly standing next to her bed, unsure of what to do. I finally moved my eyes away from her face and I realized what the security guard was talking about. Her right wrist was handcuffed to the bed.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi,"

"I'm glad you came," I nodded dumbly. "I didn't think you would," I shrugged.

"I came as soon as your mam called," She reached over and grasped my hand.

"Jade, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but you look awful," I pulled my hand away from hers and scoffed.

"I look awful? I'm not the one who's lying handcuffed to a hospital bed with a security guard just outside of the door,"

"That's not what I meant, when was the last time you ate,"

"That's none of your business any more," I snapped. She sighed and rubbed her eyes with her free hand.

"Despite what happened between us I still care about you Jade," I shook my head. She should have thought about that months ago.

"Whatever, why are you here? Why are you handcuffed to the bed?"

"Same shit different day," She shrugged, "Overdose,"

"You can't take this lightly Perrie, don't joke about it,"

"It's how I cope with things,"

"I know, but if you keep joking about it I'm scared you're just going to end up here again because it's a big joke,"

"Ah so you still care about me too,"

"Shut up. Were you handcuffed to the bed last time?" I asked, attempting to change the subject.