Voices wake me up the next day and I open my eyes to see my mom arguing with my dad, nice to know nothing has changed between them. They notice I'm awake and they stop fighting, "hey kiddo, how are you feeling?"
"A little better, I'm pretty sure I can sit up now." I answer proving my theory by sitting up.
"That's great, your mom bought some clothes over for you on her way to work." He says pointing to the pile of clothes and then to my mom leaving.
"Thanks, do you know what they did with all my things when they bought me in?"
"Yeah, they put them in here." He says opening the nightstand next to my bed.
"There should be a necklace in there can you pass it to me?" I ask and he does.
"A gift off your lover I assume."
"Yes Christmas." I explain trying to put it on which is hard with a splinted arm, my dad notices my struggle and comes to help me. When he does, he clicks it open and looks at the photo.
"You two look happy." He comments.
"We are." I confirm.
"A nurse should be in any minute to cast your arm so I'll be back in an hour with lunch." He says checking the time.
A nurse comes in and gets to casting my arm, this time I chose a blue cast. The nurse tells me that I can see Fin now. She brings a wheelchair into the room and takes me to where Fin is. When she leaves, she says she'll leave me alone with him and just to wheel myself over to the nurse's station when I'm done.
Even though I knew Fin was okay his current state wasn't helping the doubt he wasn't. This was torture. The man I loved was hurt and by how many machines he was connected to he was very hurt. How could I let this happen? This was my fault, if I didn't get that detention, we would have never been on the road at that. If weren't on the road we wouldn't have gotten hit. I've heard that if you talk to coma patients, they can actually hear you, maybe if I talk to him, he will come around quicker.
"Hey finny, it's me. I know you know who I am, I mean I rarely stop talking. Heard somewhere talking to you will help and right now I want to help as much as a can. You better wake up soon because I don't know how to deal without you, pretty sure I'm going back to school tomorrow. Going to be weird to be in there without you, you know that, so you better wake up and be back in that classroom soon. I hope you can forgive me for getting you into this, I will try to make it better. Now you rest, I will be back to see whenever I can. Wake up soon." I ramble getting everything off my chest.
Outside I hear unfamiliar voices and one of them says they are his mom, that sounds like my cue to leave. Wheeling myself out of the room I find a nurse to take me back to my room. In my room my dad is waiting with bags of food, which honestly, I am very grateful for. The two of us eat in silence, the whole time it looks like my dad wanted to say something. I tell him to spit it out and just say it.
"I want you and him to come to Chicago next week." He states nervously, "I need to see whatever you have for myself, what I saw that once was a glimpse at what I can only believe to be the beginning of your relationship. I just need to see he his treating you well and that you both care for each other." He goes on to explain.
"I will ask him when he wakes up but I understand your reasons." I answer truthfully.
"Spoke to the doctor and he says you can go home today; he just needs to give you one last check and a few prescriptions then you're free to go." He informs changing the subject.
"Okay then. I've said what I needed to say to Fin so I'm ready to leave whenever."
"Good because he's coming back in ten minutes."
Ten minutes surprisingly pass very quick and the doctor's checks didn't even take that long. The doctor told me to slowly start using my ankle again and to be careful with my cast. He even told me that I could go back to school tomorrow despite me being on pain meds that might knock me out for hours at a time. My dad was staying for a few days to help me adjust to being one armed, I mean if I can be one legged then I could be one armed.
At home, the girls were waiting for me, Taylor still looked a little pissed but I had expected it. My dad left us alone saying that he needed to get some stuff and then he will be back.
"Check out my sick cast."
"Wow, your second in three months." Taylor points out.
"Yeah, seriously your last one got taken off a month ago." Jules adds.
"Accidents happen." I state.
"So how are we explaining this one?" Taylor asks, with a very obvious attitude.
"no one can know that we were in the car together, so I'm just staying I tripped in my room."
"Doesn't it feel wrong that you have to lie about being in a car crash? Like you need proper time to heal if not physically then mentally."
"It's no one's business and I'm fine, honestly it was a minor accident. No one will know I was in one and it will stay that way."
"Still don't you think the principal should know at least?"
"That's the last person that should know, if he knows then me and Fin are basically over."
"you've gotten too good at lying in the last few months." Taylor comments.
"Sometimes lying is good, plus I'm not lying to everyone."
"you're lying to almost everyone, a total of six people know the truth and you and Fin are two of them."
"Its seven now." I correct and both of them furrow their brows at me, "my dad figured it out, he saw us on the first break saying goodbye and has had suspicions ever since. Us being together in the crash confirmed it for him."
"Your mom is still clueless then?"
"She is too busy working to even think about it." I explain.
"Okay then." Taylor says and then the room goes into an uncomfortable silence. Jules does try to start multiple conversation but none of them really go anywhere and we are stuck in this silence. Taylor's phone starts ringing which makes her leave the room and head into the kitchen.
"Are you still going to Chicago next week, you know your boyfriend is in the hospital?"
"Yeah, I still plan on going. The doctor said he will be awake by the end of the week and released at the start of the next. Which gives him a week of recovery, I'm hoping he comes with me actually."
"Really?" Jules asks in shock.
"My dad has invited him; he wants to make sure Fin is treating me right and what he saw wasn't just the honeymoon phase."
"At least you've got one supportive parent."
"Yeah, I know when my mom finds out she will explode. She was ready to kill Fin when she found out about the crash. Imagine what she will be like when she finds out I've been sleeping with him." I laugh.
That's when Taylor comes back in, "that was Alex and Rowen, they want to talk so I've got to go, I'll see you both at school tomorrow." She says quickly picking up her stuff and leaving. Me and Jules both exchange a look that we understand to be an 'this can't be good' look.
Jules stays for a bit longer wanting to know how Fin is doing and how I'm coping knowing he still isn't awake. I just explain to her that I know it isn't permanent and that he will wake up when he is ready, a part of me wishes he would wake up sooner rather than later. My dad comes back and reminds me that I need to my pain medication before dinner. When my dad finishes dinner Jules makes her excuses and leaves despite me offering that she could stay for dinner.
At dinner, my dad tells me he is staying until Friday so another two days just to help me keep on top of my meds and take me to the hospital if I need. I ask him if he can pick me up from school tomorrow and take me to the hospital, which he happily agrees to. The medication slowly starts to take effect, I am in less pain but am seriously tired. My dad tells me to go to bed if they are making me that tired and that he will be heading to bed himself soon anyway.
