Turn it off

Chapter 23

My heart stopped and my breath seemed to be caught in my throat.

The rest of what the doctor said I didn't hear because I was so upset.

"But on the bright side" the doctor said and I was focused back to what he was saying. "You can go home as soon as you can walk on your own." He said with a small smile.

I nodded and the doctor left.

The room was silent for a few minutes until Zach spoke.

"Well at least you get to go home soon." He gave me a small smile.

I nodded my head and tried to stay calm, but before I knew it I broke out into tears.

Corbyn hugged me and rubbed my arm.

"It's okay. You will be okay. When we get home everything will be fine." He whispered in my ear.

I took a deep breath and stopped crying.

"I'm sorry you guys, so not cute." I said whipping my face and feelig embarrassed that I was crying in front of them.

"Don't be sorry, you are going through a lot." Daniel said to me and gives me a hug.

The next thing I know I am in the middle of a hug pile.

"I love you guys." I said as they hugged me.

                            The next day

Today I am able to walk on my own so we get to leave tomorrow.

The guys are all at the hotel packing up so we can leave first thing in the morning.

I was also packing until a knock at the door made me stop and look up.

"Come in." I answered the knock.

"Hey how are you?" Corbyn asks as he walks in.

"I'm good, just ready to be out of this room." I answer with a chuckle.

"And soon you will be." He said and kissed my head.

"So the management called and said that whenever you are feeling better you can come back to work but to take all the time you need." Corbyn tells me looking happy I think.

"That's awesome." I say faking a smile. I'm not sure why I don't feel excited, I just don't.

Corbyn stayed and helped me finish packing because it's kinda hard to do with one hand.

"You need to go get your stuff done." I say to him.

"It's okay I can just do it in the morning." He says, clearly not wanting to leave.

For some reason I just felt like being alone, I just need to think.

"I will be okay here, just go please." I say with a smile.

"Okay fine. But don't go anywhere."
He says.

"As of I even could." I say sarcastically.

He laughs and kisses me before he leaves.

I walk over to my bed and sit down.

I started thinking about a lot of stuff, about why I wasn't excited to hear about my job or why I don't feel right about going home.

Then it hit me.

'It won't be the same.' I thought.

I won't be able to do my job without the use of both my hands. Is Corbyn going to want me when he will have to help me with everything?

I couldn't stop thinking about it.

'I have nothing to go back to. No job. No family. I will only be a burden on everyone' I thought and decided I was going to...