Isabelle POV
It's been 3 days since my major freak out in the hospital. I haven't had the courage to get out of bed. My mother apparently only came the night I was admitted into the hospital and a day before I woke up. I can't say I'm surprised but couldn't she atleast make it look like she cared? If I had died she might of danced on my grave, happy as could be be. I shake the thought from my head and focus on something else.
Seth has come to visit me every day but I haven't spoken to him. He just comes to check up on me, mostly he just sits by my bed silently. I think he's given up. I don't blame him. I hate that I can't just tell him the truth. I want to be his friend, but those threats I keep getting from Cassidy keep me away. Every time I feel myself letting go, something comes to ruin it all.
I'm so consumed with my thoughts that I don't notice someone take a seat next to me. It's the hyper girl, whose name I now know is Gabby. This is the first day that she has come to visit me since I woke up. I turn to face her, readjusting my position.
She smiles at me, flashing her pearly whites. " Hey, I'm so sorry that I haven't been able to visit lately. I had stuff at home I had to take care of. " She exclaims. " Did you look at the things I got you?" I never really had a chance to really pull everything out and look through it all. " Sorry, I haven't had the time too." I say, pointing at my current state.
She laughs, " Of course you haven't. Silly me. Well, we could look through it now." Gabby runs over to the baskets that sit on the counter, collecting dust. She brings both over excitedly. She picks up the first basket. " When I found out that you were in the hospital...again, I thought to myself. OMG I thought I told her I almost peed my pants the first time and she's trying to make me do it again?" I laugh at her comment. Yup,definitly over dramatic.
" So anyways, then my next question was what do you get a person who's in the hospital? I couldn't decide, so I decided to get what I thought you would like." She looks at the baskets. " I hope I didn't go overboard?" I shake my head with a smile on my face. " Well, lets look inside then."
She tears the plastic from the first basket. She pulls out a few bags of candy. " I got you something sweet to eat. Candy always puts me in a good mood. I just had some before I got here." Well that explains a lot. " I also thought that you would be missing so much. I asked Seth if you had a cell phone and when he told me you didn't I almost keeled over. How could a teenager be missing so much of what makes a teenager a teenager. So I took diliberty of buying you a cell phone. I already added my number in it and Seths. I figured you would want your boyfriends number in it."
What? She got me a cell phone? Seth, my boyfriends? No way. That would never happen. " How could you afford to buy me a cell phone? And me and Seth are not dating!" I practically scream. I could feel the heat rising to my face. Do me and Seth look like a couple? It doesn't matter he only sees me as a really close friend.
Gabby wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. " You keep telling yourself that. No guy would be this pressed about seeing a girl in a hospital room unless it was something more." I try to think of something to refute what she said but when I couldn't form a sentence I stopped. " And don't worry about the phone. My dad paid for it. He's a senator, so he has plenty to spend. But I can't wait for you to see what I got you next." She beams. I grab her wrist to slow her down.
" Wait, let me get this straight. You're dad's a senator and you're going to public school?" I question, honestly I'm so confused right now.
" I did go to private, but I told my dad I wanted to experience what it's like to go to public school. So far this year has proven to be so much more interesting than I expected." She says nonchalantly. " Anyways, I got you some clothes too. I guessed your size, since I couldn't really ask you, but if something doesn't fit all the way we could always go to the tailors." She waves it off like it's no big deal. She pulls out at least 6 pairs of jeans. My eyes dart between her and the name brand clothes that she's holding. " Gabby, this is too much. Why did you buy so much. I could never-"
" Don't say anything. I wanted to do this." She explains. " Remember you're my friend."
I blush from embarrassment.
" Thank you."
" Don't thank me yet. I still have more things to show you." She continues pulling out some shirts from the second basket and a few dresses. Don't even get me started on the shoes. As she's putting everything away my mind starts to wonder, thinking about the letter Cassidy wrote. Sooner or later even someone as sweet as Gabby will leave me. she notices my mood go down, taking in the frown I have on my face.
" What's wrong?" I shake my head. " Nothing, I just don't want this to end." I say dryly.
she surprises me by letting out a loud laugh. " End? Why would this end? Gosh has anyone told you that you're so depressing?" She looks around. " I know why?" She heads over to the window and opens the blinds. " You need a little sunshine in you're life." I have to blink a few times to adjust to the sudden burst of light.
" There, that's better." She breathes in a breath of fresh air with her hands on her hips.
" Don't you just feel a hundred times better?"
" Yeah, I guess."
" I heard you haven't gotten out of bed for days. How bout you start with baby steps and try on a few of the clothes I got. We could have a fashion show." She says.
Before I can resist she pulls me out of bed in a hurry and shoves clothes in my hands. " Try these on." I look at her to get some privacy. She turns around but adds, " I don't know why you're so scared to change in front of me? We are both girls anyways."
The truth is I don't want her to see the bruises I got from the accident. They are not for the faint hearted. When I'm finished putting on my new clothes, I turn back around, getting her attention. I'm wearing a peach colored shirt that hangs off my shoulder with blue skinny jeans and black boots.
" You- look- amazing!" Her voice is high pitch, making me cringe a little as it hits my ear drums. " We can't let this outfit go to waste. We have to go out."
" How are we going to get out? I'm not allowed to leave the hospital for another 4 days?"
She lets out a wide smile. " I think you're forgetting something. I'm the senator's daughter. I have power. Now put this jacket on, it's getting cold out." She tosses me a jacket that's been sitting on the chair behind us.
" Okay, but if I get in trouble, you're not going to like it."
" Yeah, Yeah, Yeah." Gabby says while dragging me out the door.
What have I gotten myself into?
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Insecure
RomansMy name is Isabelle. I'm the type of person to suffer silently and try to endure as much as possible. My plan to survive the constant abuse given to me by my peers and mother is working until a certain boy gets in the way. His name is Seth and for w...