Chap 7.
I peek my eyes open to see everything thats going on, because right now I have no idea. I must have blacked out. It's a good thing I didnt go into a coma. I don't feel like bothering the nurse right now. She looks like she didn't get that much sleep.
I should probably think of what to tell my brother. He's most likely going to come at 4 when he gets of from his second job. I forgot. I need to get a job too. I'll think about that later. I guess I could just tell him what I told my uncle. I was trying to get a signal, tripped and hit my head. But he'll want to know why I was out that late . I can't tell him why or I'll have to tell them about God knows who keeps stalking us. If they're gonna freak us out and make a movie type life for them at least give us some clues. Like those people on Pretty Little Liars. At least sign your initial. I'm getting really angry. This person is making me so mad. They're screwing my life up, because they are bored with theirs.
I'll just tell my brother Justin needed a ride home from work. I really need something to take my mind off this person who is destroying my life. Ugh. I decide to open my eyes and make the nurse notices me. I turn over and yawn and I get her attention. She comes over to me with a wet cloth and slowly dabs my eyes . I guess to make sure I don't fall asleep. I don't know. It was weird. "Where's Justin?" I murmur. "Where is he ?" I repeat. I hear footsteps approaching. I look at the doorway and see him. There he is. Tall, beautiful, and amazing like he always is. And know, I can tell him that.
I attempt to get up before Justin rushes to me and says "Oh no you don't." and pulls my favorite half smile. He runs and jumps into the hospital bed and I laugh. The nurse got a little frightened. "You look beautiful." I say. It felt amazing to finally say that and for him to hear me. "Not as beautiful you."he replies. "Hmm hmm I don't think I can compete with you" I challenge him. He strokes back my hair and changes his expression so fast it kind of scares me. I know why it did. "Jazz how did you get hurt? Seriously I'm not falling for that 'Tripped over a log' crap" he says.
I look around to locate the nurse but I think she's telling the doctor that I'm awake. "Justin I was in the forest really trying to get a connection but then someone pulled me back whispered something in my ear, and dropped me on the ground. Then I hit my head on a rock." I say so quietly I couldn't even hear myself. But somehow Justin heard me. "What are we gonna do. You're not 18 yet. And I'm not your legal guardian. We can't leave to anywhere." he said while freaking out on the inside.
He's right. And that might be a good thing. I need a legit story for my brother. Where to move. And time to save up money. My stomach growled. Whens the last time I ate ? Who knows. "We'll just wait until I'm 18 that's only 1 ½ months. Plus we need stories. Money. An idea of where we're going." I say still whispering in case they are here somehow. "I'm hungry. Can we go down to the food court ?" I ask. He takes awhile to respond. "We'll talk more there." I say. "Yeah. Yeah sure." he says.
He gets up first and helps me up like a gentleman. Which he always is. "So, whatcha in the mood for ?" he asks. "Mmmmm, Brunch. Haha." I say. "How bout you?" I ask. "Nothing really. I already ate. Maybe I'll pick at your fruit." he replies.
As we were walking down the hallway Justin departs his hand from mine and starts looking around for something. Stairs. He hates elevators. "This place is full of 'em. Just come on. You're with me. If anything goes wrong, we'll be together." I say. I sounded really dramatic but I knew that was the only way to get him to go on. "Fine" he mumbles. The elevators here are huge. Probably for people that use wheelchairs. "What floor?" Justin asks. "Umm, 4 I think." I answer.
He presses 4 and walks over to me and wraps his arms around waist and puts his chin on my shoulder and whispers "If I didn't love you so much we wouldn't be on this elevator." I just chuckle and smile. The elevators stops on floor 3. The doors open. Tall figure in a black hoodie and matching sweat pants swiftly walks in and presses number 1. My muscles tighten. Justin in the same position whispers in my ear "What? Whats the matter babe ?" The tall figure never moved. "Umm, nothing." I lie.
He hugs me tighter to let me know I'm safe.
Luckily the doors open on floor 4 and Justin walks me out. I try to see the figures face but the doors are closing. Why ? Why can't I just see their face. I guess that would make it too easy. "Is that who hurt you?" Justin says breaking into my thoughts almost reading my mind. "I- I don't know. I've never seen their face. But they were dressed like that." I say in a stupor. "It's okay. I'm here you're safe." he comforts
We enter the food court and all the elder people stare at how Justin holds me and saw "Aw" as we pass. Justin sits me at a table in a corner and asks "What do you want?" "Eggs, strawberries, and toast with butter please?" I answer. "Okay. Be right back." he says right before he plants a kiss on my head. I laugh and smile, but as soon as he leaves I scoot back even farther in the corner and stare out the window. A bunch of people just stare at me when I walk by. I don't know why. Maybe they think I'm too young to be hospitalized or something. It's really creeping me out. Where's Justin ?
It takes just a few more minutes before Justin comes back with my meal that looks amazing. He sets the steaming plate of eggs in front of as I take in the smell. It looks amazing. I need ketchup for my eggs. I look around for the ketchup bottle but I don't think they leave ketchup out. I'll just have to go ask them to put in on for me. I start to get up but then Justin puts his hand on mine and asks "Where are you going ?" He looks really scared for some reason. "Just to get some ketchup." I say. "I'll do it." he offers. "No I got it." I say as I stare in his eyes letting him know It's okay. He lets go from my hand and says "Be safe." I just laugh and walk with my plate to the counter.
"Can I have some ketchup on my eggs ?" I ask the lady in maybe mid 40's. "Sure thing sweetheart." she says with a heavy country accent. She places the plate on the metal island and yells "Ketchup on these eggs." Someone grabs the plate and it just disappears into the kitchen.
A hand places the plate on the metal island and the woman with the country accent gives me the plate fast so she can get to the other orders. I take the plate back to our table and sit down. I grab my fork and start to place it in my eggs before Justin takes my hand and screams "Stop!" "What?" I say annoyed because I wanted to eat my eggs before they get cold. "Read the ketchup ." he says. "Justin, what are you talking about?" I ask worriedly. "Read it" he says again.
I look down at my eggs and the ketchup reads, "You're never safe"
