Her Disorder

Chapter 3: Hospitals

Evelyn

"Honey are you sure you're fine," my mother asked worriedly. Mustering up a smile I nodded "I just felt light-headed and slipped no big deal I'm fine"(lies). It's been two days since the accident and I haven't gone to school since telling my mom I had come down with something. Technically I wasn't lying. Nowadays I've been feeling very lightheaded and I currently almost slipped down the stairs and my Mom happened to notice.

She hasn't even noticed the bruises. But that was because I applied a ton of concealer on the marks and threw a baggy sweater and jogging pants over my body. I didn't have the guts to tell her what happened or tell anyone for that matter. Carver has been calling and texting constantly asking if I'm alright and why haven't I been to school but I just reply "sick" and stare at my bedroom door all day.

"Okay but tomorrow you're going to school you can't miss any more days," my mom said grabbing her bag and walking out the front door heading to work. I almost broke out into tears hearing her say that but I waited until I heard the sound of the car heading out the driveway.

Walking as fast as I could towards the bathroom which wasn't that fast due to my limping I grabbed a tissue wiping away the tears. I couldn't have my concealer running exposing my black eye and bruise on my head. Managing to stop the tears I limped downstairs hearing a knock toward the front door. Opening the door I held it for support seeing a concerned Carver. Isn't he worried someone from school will notice him? "Carver what are you doing here, "I said surprised. Usually, I would smile but I felt in no mood too. "Me what about you you haven't been at school and you're practically ignoring my texts," Carver said slightly angry. I thought I was doing you a favor.

I opened my mouth to make up an excuse but a sudden feeling of nausea hit me and before I knew it I blacked out falling onto the floor.

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I kept hearing this loud beeping sound. It was really starting to bother me it was like having someone stare at you, annoying. What I really wanted to do was yell and throw whatever was making the loud sound against the wall. Finally having enough of the noise I opened my eyes being blinded by a bright light. Covering up my eyes I groaned. "Eve" a deep voice shouted. Before I knew it I was practically being hugged to death by my best friend. I let out a hiss of pain making him apologize numerous times letting me go.

"Eve are you okay you scared me to death," Carver said sitting beside me. I didn't answer him though. Instead, I looked behind him seeing cream walls with flowers and a teddy bear on a desk. "Where am I" I groaned out. "The hospital you just passed out and I drove you to the hospital, you've been here for a day," Carver said watching me as if I was going to faint on spot. I had my mouth agape as I was processing his words very slowly.

I've been here for a day.

Suddenly I felt myself start to panic with the monitor beeping like crazy as I looked down on my arms afraid the bruises were showing and my cover was blown. Carver was probably looking at me like I was mad trying to calm me down. I controlled my heartbeat though when I noticed my makeup was still on. No one seemed to notice the bruises or accidentally wipe off the makeup which I'm grateful for.

"Now mind telling me how the hell you broke three of your ribs," Carver said suddenly his voice sounding angry. 

Damn I guess they were pretty strong.

Looking up at him in the eyes I gave him a sad look so badly wanting to tell him the truth. But, I couldn't no matter how much I wanted to. Technically I didn't even know they were broken I thought they were just bruised. What hurts the most though was me not having a reason to even keep it from him. Slightly parting my mouth I was about to come up with a slightly believable story until Carver stops me.

"How do you even break your ribs "Carver frowned. "You could have died what if I didn't come over huh then what," he said angrily tears forming in his eyes. "Do you know how I felt watching you on the floor barely breathing" he choked out.

Guilt.

That's all that I could feel. I imagined myself in his shoes and I understood why he was so angry at me. He saw his best friend fall on the floor practically dead. Tears started to pull in my eyes as I hugged Carver not caring about the pain. "I'm so sorry" I sobbed out blaming myself.

"It's okay stop crying I'm sorry I shouldn't have yelled"Carver murmured into my hair. I managed to nod pushing back tears the best way I could. Pulling back slightly but still so close to Carver I opened my mouth to tell him about my broken ribs. Of course, as much as it killed me I wasn't going to tell him the truth.

Right when I was about to tell him a lie a doctor wearing the usual white lab coat interrupted. "Hello Ms.Evelyn I'm just going to go over your injuries with you, would you like me to discuss this in private" he said not looking down from his writing board in his hand. "No you can go ahead" I told him knowing Carver would just put his ear to the door. "You have three broken ribs a fractured arm along with a minor sprain in your ankle. But due to the lack of treatment, you will have a cast longer than usual. Ah and lastly you seemed to have ruptured a spleen but we operated right away and everything should be okay, you're very lucky the ruptured spleen could have killed you if it wasn't treated fast enough," he said looking up giving a reassuring smile.

I nodded politely smiling back. Noticing Carver's quietness I saw him give me a look of disbelief. Probably shocked by all my injuries. The doctor stayed for a while talking things over with me and going over how a nurse would be in to explain things further then with a nod the doctor thankfully left leaving me and Carver alone to talk. The truth was I was afraid to know what he was going to say.

"How," Carver asked looking at me with so much sadness. It hurt knowing this was all because of me. It hurt even more knowing I couldn't exactly tell him why either. "I'm so sorry," I said shaking my head. He knew what I meant, he knew I wasn't going to tell him. "Evelyn tell me," Carver demanded. Ouch! That was the first time he ever said my full name. But I shook my head.

"Really you can't tell me" he shouted standing up angrily. "I can't do this Ev," Carver said choking on his words. Can't do what? Being friends with me? No, he can't mean that. I mean he's the only friend I have and without out him who would I have. "What," I said in a whisper, my throat suddenly drying up. "I'm sorry but I can't, maybe it's for the best," Carver said and I could see the tears in his eyes. "Carver, "I said shaking my head in disagreement.

"Goodbye Ev" and with that, he left the room without even looking back. Was he waiting to do this for a while? Was he finally relieved to get rid of his lightweight- I mean heavyweight. Carver was the only thing holding me together and he just left. I couldn't help it as I choked out sobs feeling my breathing come out shallow until my chest started to tighten up. Suddenly it felt as if I couldn't breathe as I clutched my bed not knowing what was happening. All I could hear were loud beeps of the monitor.

"Doctor" a lady yelled out. When did she get here? I could barely even see with all of the tears blocking my sight. My breathing was coming out even more rugged and I couldn't help but fall back down to the gurney, passing out. I was having a panic attack.