Chapter 34

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Meghan's POV:

I wake up to someone stroking my hair. I tilt my head and see Kelley looking back at me.

"Good morning." She says sweetly.

"Mm Hi?" I am still very confused about why she is in my bed hugging me. I mean I don't mind, I'm just really confused. I rack my brain trying to remember last night. Then it all comes back. The nightmare and the panic attack in the bathroom. I groan at the thought of it all.

"Hey it's ok." she giggles at me. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

Uhh no... but that's definitely not the answer she wants. Apparently I have hesitated too much.

"I was just so worried about you. You were unconscious when I came in and that doesn't normally happen. Was something different about last night?"

"Ummm... I don't think so. It was just a memory and then I woke up. I remember trying to get to the bathroom. I got a drink and then I don't remember much else." I tell her honestly.

"Ok... it's all good now... Meghan, I think we should get you some therapy. I don't know how to help you and they will. What do you think?"

"Ok" I look up and see that Kelly seems surprised. I guess she was expecting more of a fight. But I'm done. I hate this. If she thinks it will help then I'll try.

"Ok then. I will set it up later for you."

We lay there for a little longer when we hear a small thud from the kitchen I assume.

"Well, we should probably get up before Becky either breaks something or burns the house down." We both laugh but then make our way downstairs. Apparently Becky was trying to find the waffle iron because she wanted to make me waffles after my traumatic night which was so sweet of her. The waffles turn out amazing. Becky is actually a really good cook which I had no idea.

Kelley and I get ready because we are going out to get some stuff for my bedroom. Becky isn't coming with us because she has training. I guess the Royals have group workouts for any of the girls who stay in Utah during the offseason.

"Wait, Kelley, why aren't you going? You have already been away a bunch of the days for me. We can go another day to get stuff." I feel bad that she has missed so much already because of me.

"No, it's ok. I took a bunch of time off. I already have a whole plan with my coaches. I have the rest of the week off. So you are stuck with me!" She practically yells as she runs out to the car. I think she is more excited to decorate than I am which is hard because I am very excited.

We ended up at Ikea first which was quite an experience. I had never been and so Kelley and I had fun going around and testing out all of the couches just to be silly. Emily facetimed us while we were walking around so I got to talk to her for a while which was good. She kept saying how mad she was that she couldn't test the couches with us. She's a weirdo though.

After picking up a few things there we continue on to some other stores. After a few hours, we have enough stuff to make the room cute. I decide not to paint the walls and just hang up a bunch of tapestries and pictures. I also convince Kelley to get me a bunch of plants. The window sill in the room is really wide so I thought I could fill it with plants. And I told Kelley she could name them all and that got her into the idea.

We arrive back at the house and she helps me carry everything in. I'm still not supposed to be doing too much moving around because of my still healing brain injury and ribs but we are able to get everything perfect.

"Kelley. It's perfect. Thank you!" I squealed gleefully. She gave me a hug.

"I'm glad we could make it our own. Ok, it's almost dinner time and Becky has gone out with friends so we are on our own. What are we going to do?"

"Umm pizza?"

"Oh I like that, let's do it."

We have a good night eating our pizza and watching movies. Eventually, we both go to bed, and thankfully I don't have any more panic attacks.

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