I am not good enough

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THIRD PERSON POV:

"She is good to go once she wakes up. She can stay here to rest for a little if you want. She just needs to keep her foot wrapped and use these crutches due to a broken foot. I am not sure how it broke my guess was too much pressure on it that it snapped, then hit on a door. I assume Dylan sat on her ankle longer than he should have and her ankle could not handle his body weight, as the bruise it would most likely from hitting her foot on a door. I'm assuming when Dylan brought her up to the room or when Wyatt carried her downstairs." the doctor said

"Thank you so much doc." Heather, Aria's mom said.

"Get off me!" Aria yelled

"Sweetie, he is gone. You are in the hospital." Her mother said. She blinked a few times and looked around. She looked at Wyatt and looked confused

"You have a broken and bruised foot, you will have to keep it wrapped and use crutches for a few weeks. It should heal soon." James, Mr. George said

"D-dad, m-mom" she said starting to cry and hug them

"It's okay princess, you are safe now." James said

"How did I get here?" she questioned

"Let Wyatt tell you." Heather said as they walked out of the room. Wyatt stayed to make sure she was fine, he felt responsible for what happened since Dylan was his friend. He got up from his chair and walked over to the hospital bed.

"W-Wyatt? Why are you here?" Aria questioned

"I saved you." he said

"Really? Oh no, you probably saw me exposed." Aria said looking grateful then embarrassed once she realized that, she started crying. Wyatt grabbed her hand and sat on the side of the hospital bed.

"I didn't look, when I walked in you were kinda covered by pillows. I beat him up then put on your underwear. I didn't look, I am not like that. You still had your bra on so I just slid your dress back on. I carried you downstairs asking around for anyone who came with you. Your brother showed up with your friend. He also beat up Dylan some, once the ambulance came he asked me to drive your friends car and her to the hospital. I stayed to make sure you are okay because I feel partly responsible. I am so sorry Aria, he is locked up now. You are safe." Wyatt said comforting her

"Thank you. But why do you feel responsible? You didn't rape me" She questioned

"Because, he is my friend and I should know by now to watch Dylan while he drinks." He said sadly.

"Don't feel like you are at fault here, you would never have thought he would have ever done anything like this. I'm the one at fault. I accepted a drink someone else poured. Who knew he would drug it."

"It isn't your fault, it's his. That's why he is behind bars."

They talked for about 15 minutes about some random stuff, he was trying to lighten the mood for her. They were laughing until...

"Hey Aria?" 

"Yeah Wyatt?"

"I am so sorry that jerk took your virginity..." he said apologetically

"Oh I forgot about the uh- you know, blood." She responded

"Yeah... I really am sorry, your first time is suppose to be special."

"Please don't tell anyone I was still a virgin and that he took it." She said as she cried, I scooted closer to her and held her as she cried.

"I would never."

"Amber would give me so much shit I would have to transfer schools."

"I'll make sure she doesn't mess with you anymore." Wyatt said as he held her crying

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