Waiting for Superman

Chapter 22

I have been in and out of consciousness for a few days now, from all of the blood loss. Noah was released two days ago, he got away with alot of stitches and a few broken ribs. I wasn’t as lucky, I had a bullet hole in my shoulder, a broken wrist (Both required surgery), stitches, broken ribs, and a lot of bruises. The doctors want to keep me for a few more days for observation, and to make sure I don’t pass out again. All I wanted to do is go home, take a shower, and sleep but that might be the drugs talking.

Charlet visited us daily and and Noah’s sisters would occasionally join her. My mom still doesn’t know that I was even kidnapped for two months, and it probably won’t be a known fact to her for another 3 months at least. Noah hasn’t left my side since he was released, and I don’t think he plans to.

He is always holding my hand, or showing me some kind of affection. He would bring me food to eat because he knew how much I hated hospital food. He treats me like a princess, and he will always be my prince charming.

“Chipotle?” Noah asks holding up the paper bag. I smiled at him, he was the only person I ever smiled at anymore, everyone else I was afraid of. Noah handed me the bag, before sitting in the plastic chair beside me. He had claimed it as his chair, it was perfectly positioned so he could hold my hand and if he stood up he would be able to kiss me. I tried to persuade him to lay in the bed with me a few times, but he always tells me no, I think he’s afraid to hurt me.

“Your food my love” I say handing him his burrito.  I pulled my burrito bowl out of the bag and began eating. We didn’t really speak a lot to each other, we didn’t need to we knew that we were there for each other.

A nurse walked into the room, checking all of my stats. She quickly adjusted some things, before walking back out of the room. Charlet walked into the room seconds later holding a stack of papers.

“ They are releasing you, they say the bullet hole is almost closed and your wrist is healing nicely. A nurse is going to come in and take out some of your stitches, and then you can go” She said sitting in one of the other chairs.

A nurse walked in seconds later, I put my food back in the bag and handed it to Noah. The nurse had me sit up, and she started to take out all of the stitches. It hurt, alot. A few had to stay in for a little while longer, but for the most part the stitches are gone.

The nurse unhooked telling me I could change and get ready to go home. I stood up from the bed, my legs shaky, and the first thing I do is embrace Noah. He was surprised at first, but he eventually hugged me back cautiously. This was the first time since we got free that I was able to hug him, and I missed being wrapped up in his arms. I felt tears landing on top of my head, and I looked up to see Noah’s eyes filled with them. He has never cried infront of me before.

“What’s wrong love?” I ask wiping the tears from his cheeks.

“My so called friends did this to us, did this to you.” He mumbled just loud enough for me to hear. His tears started streaming down his face, and unstoppable river. “This is all my fault, they were my friends, this is all my-”

I cut him off by placing a soft kiss to his lips. “This is nobody’s fault, you did not know that your friends would turn into psychopaths and try to kill us” I say when I pull away. The tears slowly stopped rolling down his face, while I was lost in his big brown eyes.

“I love you Princess” He says pulling me into another kiss, this one filled with more love than I ever known possible. I could feel how he needed to know I was there, to know I loved him.

“I love you too” I said when he pulled away. Noah handed me a pair of clothes from my bedside table, and I walked into the bathroom. I put on my favorite black jeans, a black short sleeve v-neck, and Noah added one of his blue flannels to the outfit.

Once, I was all dressed I emerged from the bathroom where Noah was waiting, his eyes all puffy from all of the crying. I pulled him into a nice big hug, until Charlotte told us it was time to leave.

The car ride consisted of Noah and I cuddling in the back seat while the occasional tear fell from Noah’s eye that I would wipe away.

When we got home, the whole house was clean. Noah and I walked into his room, which he had cleaned only a day before. He wanted it to be clean for when I got home.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” Noah asks walking over to the movies he had piled in his room.

“How about Frozen, I think we both need a movie to make us smile.” I say spotting the movie from across the room.

“ Sounds amazing”  He says, putting the movie in the DVD player, before crawling into bed next to me. I cuddled up to him, just like we would be in the room of torture, and I once again felt safe being in his arms.

The movie ended what seemed like 20 minutes later. Noah and I hadn’t moved from our position, and we didn’t want to. Noah turned off the TV, and shut off the lights, conveniently placed right next to his bed. He pulled the blankets up and over us, before giving me a sweet Goodnight kiss.

“Sweet dreams my Princess” he says kissing my forehead.

“Goodnight Love, I love you” I say cuddling closer to Noah, as if that was possible.

“I love you too Baby girl” Noah mumbled before going to sleep.

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Author's Note:

Who missed me???

Probably no one but I'm back to updateing now! My winter break was fab and I slept alot. I wrote this chapter in a day so I hope it's good! How are you guys? How was your break? Did you guys enjoy the chapter? 

Love you all!

-Breanna