I woke up in a hospital. Not the mental infirmary I dearly hate... But a regular hospital to tend the wounded.
My vision cleared as I took in my surrounding. I was hooked up to a fairly large,and annoyingly beeping machine.
I slowly sat up and focused my attention on the boy talking to the male nurse near the doorway. I could only faintly hear their voices.
"W-what?" I stutter hoarsely, almost unable to speak. Both figures turned my way.
"Looks like she's finally awake." The nurse said before leaving me and Daniel alone.
Daniel glanced up at me then back to the floor. He sighed inwardly and awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. Slowly, he approached the edge of the bed.
He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. I tried for something instead.
"Dan," I started. I never called him 'Dan' unless something serious was going on. "I-I haven't heard from you in weeks. You fled after you kissed me that left me confused and startled. I thought you were abandoning me. I-I-"
"Abandon you?!?! After all I have done already?! After all of those times I've saved you?! Why would I leave you in the dust when I am trying to build you up?! Cant you see I'm trying?!" By now, tears brimmed his eyes. But he didn't stop there.
"Do you expect me and everyone else around you to be at your sides constantly sympathizing you?! To pity you? Do you wish for us to waste our lives doing nothing but trying to patch up a miserable girl who won't even accept help?! HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER, WHEN SOME OF US DON'T FEEL ANY BETTER THAN YOU?!?!"
I struggled to find my voice. After a long pause of him panting from the yelling, I confidently found words to pursue, despite my small, frail tone.
"So you're saying I'm not worth it? that I'm hopeless?"
One salty tear gently streamed down my sunken cheek, the gloominess of our argument taking affect on the room.
"You know I didn-"
"Save your breath. Forget about all of this. The struggle, the pain, this argument. Forget it all. But most importantly," My voice quivers, however remains commanding. "Forget about me."
I sunk into the covers, turning my back towards Daniel. Some shuffles occurred before the door firmly closed. At this point I let my tears roam freely. It doesn't matter anymore. Nothing and no one was about to stop my from deciding my fate. I'm making my choice. One I'll never regret.
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Forget Me, I'm Broken
Short StoryShe was alone. Everyone hated her. They kicked her around and called her names, all of which but her own. She had no friends, no family... No life. Worst things worst, she's been living at a mental hospital for impaired teenagers after being diagn...
