🍕There's so many fagits everywhere.🍕
Breathe me.
"Lilly!" They yell and dive into the bed, hugging me.
Dean presses the nurse button.
They hug and laugh while I do.
Soon the nurse rushes in.
"She's talking." Seth exclaims to Jessica and I laugh.
"I am." I say and she hugs me too.
"Okay. So you're good to go. Awesome. I'm going to have to visit you sometime. I'll prescribe you some anti depressants like the ones you're on right now and pain relief for that concussion. As for the-" she coughs slightly, sadness taking over her eyes.
"Just let your body do the work. You may feel irritable and fatigued or lazy. That's normal. You'll be new in a month or so." She says in a quieter, gentle tone.
"Alright." I nod and she helps me set my feet on the ground for the first time in a matter of days.
She takes the IVs out of my arms.
Dean grabs my arms to help her and I hesitantly tiptoe across the cold floor.
She lets me go into Dean's arms and he helps me to walk around.
Feeling in my legs slowly comes back and Dean tells Roman to get my clothes.
The hospital gown brushes along my calves as my toes shiver.
I begin stumbling as he lets me go, but walk around in circles until I don't.
"I'm good." I say.
I see Seth and Jessica in the corner of the room.
She is blushing and Seth is being his usual sly self.
I smirk at them as Jessica looks over.
Dean circles his arms around me and he burrows his head into my shoulder.
Jessica smirks at me now.
"Look at all of us. We're finding love. You and I, Seth and Jessica, Roman and Paige..." He whispers.
I turn around.
"How did you know about them?" I ask, grinning.
"I have my ways... And you talk in your sleep so..." He laughs.
"Oops." I giggle.
Roman comes back and throws me my dress.
"Don't say a word." I jokingly threat Dean.
"Wouldn't dream of it." He says as he dabs his lips against mine.
"Seth, give her my phone number I'm going to the bathroom outside the door." I say and head there alone.
I quickly dress and slip on my shoes, stepping back in the chilly environment quickly.
"Good?" She asks.
"Good." We say and walk to the front desk to check out.
I feel pain slowly seep in as we walk to the car.
I feel a pit in my stomach become deep as I remember life.
Real life.
Fuck.
Reality.
Fuck.
Bray never loved me.
Our baby is gone.
I glance at Dean.
He probably doesn't love me either.
We slide in the dirty car and he sits with me in the back.
I shift away from him awkwardly and he stares at me oddly.
I stare out the window and try to ignore him.
He shrugs it off and runs his hand along my calf, up and down.
He plays on his phone while doing so.
He doesn't love me.
Nobody does.
I'm right back where I started.
Right back to the mental destruction and loneliness.
Right back to being me.
I feel tears trying to erupt and I dab my eyes subtly, watching the scenes go by.
Tears begin flowing down my cheeks and I see Roman look back from the passenger seat with a frown on his face.
I bury my face in my sweater and curl up in myself.
I clench my diaphragm and gasp for air, trying to hold in the tears.
I start sniffing and soon enough I am wailing in the car.
Dean tries to cuddle up with me but I push him away.
He resorts to petting my hair down while I cry into my knees.
I start to calm down as we reach the hotel again, wiping my face as we step in.
We quickly dodge around to our room and open the door.
