Stuck in the Middle

A Little Bit Too Tipsy

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Chapter Seven

We got to the hospital and I asked Zayn to wait in the car. This was my decision and I had to make it alone.  

Walking down the empty corridors really just freaked me out. Hospitals scared me, even though I should have been used to them because my dad was a doctor, I wasn't. 

I had actually been relieved when he told me he was going away to different hospitals and I wouldn't have to come with him anymore. But I had been very young at the time. I hadn't realised then that he would hardly ever come home. 

I reached the door of Ryan's room and took a deep breath before opening it. 

Lisa was asleep on an armchair but Ryan was awake, looking at the ceiling and then looking at me.  I went to the end of his bed and scanned the medical chart. I wasn't even sure if I was allowed to read these things but I didn't care. It said that he had a broken leg, bruised ribs and some internal bleeding. The chart also said he only needed to be in hospital for a few days. 

"What happened?" I whispered as I walked around to the side of the bed. 

The look he gave me was pained and I immediately rushed to his side and took his hand. He flinched away.  Tears starting welling in the corners of my eyes and I tried to blink them away. 

"Ryan." I whispered. 

"I'm so sorry." I slowly continued. 

His expression remained the same.  

"Please, talk to me Ry." I asked, trying once again to hold his hand. 

This time he let me.  

"I turned out of an intersection too fast. It was a stupid mistake. I'd been drinking and just wanted to get home." He said looking ashamed of himself.  

"Listen, I know I've been a jerk to you, I was so stupid." He started to say and I shook my head. 

"No Demi, I was horrible. And you deserve better." He said as tears ran down the rough skin of his face.  

"I heard what my mum said to you on the phone and I'm not going to force you to stay with me."  

It was my turn to speak but I couldn't find the words. 

"Demi, I'll be fine. The doctors said I'll only be in here for a couple of days." Ryan said slightly squeezing my hand. 

"So you'll be okay?" I asked slowly. 

"Of course I will. I'm strong. My mum just exaggerated things." He said trying to form a smile on his face. 

I knew he still didn't want to let me go. He was struggling, and that smile on his face was fake.  

"I'm sorry Ryan." Was all I said. I felt harsh and cruel, like each word I said would cause him more pain. And I didn't want that at all. 

"It's okay Demi. I'll be okay." He said letting go of my hand. 

"I think you should go now." He said and he wiped the tears from his face. He was still there, that strong Ryan I had always known. And he was going to be okay. I stood up and gave him a warm hug before leaving leaving, Lisa was still asleep. Good.