Mentally in love (Remington Leith)

Chapter Forty-Five

After my C.T. was done, I was placed back into my room. I was alone, all the boys had left and I was just left alone with my thoughts, an annoying heart monitor, and the tv. I was starting to get hungrier by the second. All my anxious nerves had eaten away the food I had eaten earlier.

I wondered if Larisa was still mad at me. Though, she had no reason to get mad at me. Neither did Remington. None of this was my fault. I knew that I wasn't going to die. I had a feeling that I wasn't and that's all I needed. Everything was okay.

"Hey deary, we need to get some more blood from you," The nurse smiled gently at me. She had long black hair that was held back by a ponytail. She was wearing blue scrubs with black sketchers. She had pretty blue eyes and black-rimmed glasses. I just nodded my head and allowed her to begin the process.

I never liked needles after my incident. But I tried to ignore it.

"You're gonna feel a little pinch, it'll be over before you know it," She spoke calmly. I bit my lip and closed my eyes allowing myself to fade out of existence.

I felt the pinch in my arm, and choked back my tears. I was haunted by my past. That could be seen by anyone who actually knew me and what I had been through.

"Oh shit," I heard a whisper.It came from a man, and not the nurse who was working on me. I ignored it and tried not to focus on the needle in my arm.

"All done dear, thank you for being so cooperative," She placed a bandaid on my arm and told me to keep it there for fifteen minutes and then she packed up her things and left.

I opened my teary eyes to look around. Andy was back in the room, slowly making his way towards me.

"No one was here," I cried, looking at him.

"I know, I know, I'm so sorry," He cooed, rushing towards my side.

"Can I get in?" He asked, pointing towards the bed. I nodded my head and scooted over, giving him room to get into the bed with me.

"Come here," He opened his arms. I sniffed before rolling into his arms. My mind was clouded with thoughts of the hell I was put through and thinking of all the evil people I had come to know in that place.

"It's okay, it's over," He ran his fingers through my hair. I let myself relax into him.

"We have a prob-" Emerson cut himself off at the sight. I clung closer to Andy. I didn't want any problems. Did the evil people find me? Are they here for me? They're here for me. They're-

My breathing became more rapid and short. The heart monitor began to blare.

"She's having a panic attack, dammit," I heard Andy curse. My eyes began to cloud with more tears as my mind raced.

"Hey, hey, hey," Andy pulled me into a sitting position. I looked at him, my eyes softening.

"You're okay, you're okay," Emerson rushed towards me. I reached my arm towards him. He intertwined our hands.

I squeezed his hand tightly.

"You can squeeze my hand all you'd like. I'm not going anywhere. Just take a deep breath for me. Fight for your breath," He coached. I tried to maintain my breath.

"I'm s-s-s" I breathed.

"Save your breath babe, it's okay," Andy smiled. He held my hand as well.

I never meant to be the one who kept you from the dark

But now I know my wounds are sewn

Because of who you are

My body began to relax at the sound of Andy's voice and the familia song he sang. Emerson jumped in as well. And let me tell you his voice was just as angelic.

A savior

Will be there

When you are feeling alone

I calmed down just as the chorus hit. My breathing became steady as my heart monitor relaxed with me.

"There you go," Andy whispered. I nodded my head.

"What was the news?" Andy asked Emerson. I bit my lip in fear.

"Fans and paparazzi are surrounding the hospital entrance and some of them are surrounding the back. I don't know how they found out about you being here, but they do," Emerson explained.

"Fuck. Okay...fuck," Andy sighed. I relaxed a bit. It was nothing like I was thinking.

"That's a simple problem we can fix. No worries," Emerson smiled.

"Hey..babe, can I talk to you? Alone if I could?" Remington asked. The boys looked at him then me. I nodded my head before letting them leave.

"We'll be outside. You can come get us if something happens. Remington, you better not fuck this up," Emerson declared.

The boys shut the door behind them as Remington made his way to my bed.

"I'm sorry for being such a dick. I know I had no right to act that way. I was just worried about you. I don't know what I would've done if you had died. Do you understand that I can't lose you? I'd go so fucking crazy..not even Larisa could save me then. I can't lose you, ever. I love you and I can't live in a world that you're not in. You're the love of my life. The best thing that ever happened to me You can't die, you just can't," He sniveled.

I sighed before pulling him into the bed, wrapping my arms around him.

"I understand that you're worried, but baby...you need to start using your words instead of throwing a tantrum every time something happens. I'm not going to die. I promise. But you need to start talking to me. I forgive you and I love you so much. And I understand that you're scared to lose another person, but I'm not going anywhere. I am here for the long ride. No matter what happens. I am here. I promise that. I don't give up easily," I ran my fingers through his hair.

"I'm sorry," He sniffled, burying his head in my chest.

"I know," I wrapped my arm around him before letting him relax into my grasp.