Soon I woke up. I looked around. I saw a white room everything was blurry at first. But then some things came into focus, the bed I was laying on, for example. Then as I looked around some more I saw people standing by my bed. Mom, Dad, Hals, Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt, and my uncle.
"Mom where's Megan?" I asked my voice squeaked slightly.
"Megan and Carlon," wince, "Decided to go home early."
"Oh. What happened?"
"Well when you came down stairs we took you to the hospital and then when the nurse saw you, you passed out."
"Yeah you did," Hals echoed.
"Can I have a phone?"
"Sure sweetie," Then my mom handed me my cell phone.
I quickly dialed Shane's number. My family started to leave so that I could talk to him alone.
"Hello?"
"S-Shane?" I stuttered.
"Mitchie?" He sounded confused.
"Shane." I said happily.
"Mitchie," No he just sounded suspicious, "Mitch what's wrong."
"I-I I want to come home."
"Sure baby. When?"
"Now!"
"Baby I can't come get you right this second I can come get you tomorrow afternoon though. Is that okay Mitch?"
I sighed and then nodded. And then hit my forehead and winced.
"Mitchie! What just happened?!" Shane asked franticly. He must have heard my wince.
"N-nothing." I whispered.
"Mitchie…."
"Shane can you PLEASE come get me NOW!"
"Mitchie I already told you I can't. Sugar. Just tell me what's the matter."
"I fell.." I lied lamely.
"What did you hit?"
"My mirror. It shattered into pieces half of them into my head and now I'm in the hospital begging to come home. You know," and idea sparked, "I'll just drive myself home. Yeah. That'll work."
"No Mitchie it won't. You ARE NOT driving like this. ARE NOT!!" He repeated.
"Okay," I didn't want to drive anyway.
"Mitchie are you going to be okay?" His voice was broken.
"Yeah. The doctor said just scratches luckily. Carlon," I grumbled under my breath.
"Carlon?"
"Carlon was upstairs talking to me when I fell and he just let me sit there for half an hour," I spat angrily.
"Who's Carlon?"
"Megan's Husband."
"Megan?"
"Yep."
Shane scowled.
"Why didn't he do anything?"
"He was mad at me."
"Why?"
"He just… was."
"Mitchie don't lie to me! Please don't lie to me." Shane whispered broken again.
I thought back to camp when I did lie to him and what came out of the situation. Of course I couldn't lie to him! But I had to.
"Shane do you value my life?"
"Of course I do," He was beyond perplexed now!
"If my life depended on something… that I couldn't tell you. And I didn't tell you. Would you hate me?"
"I'm not sure what you're saying Mitchie." He turned serious.
"I'm saying….. for instants…. This doesn't mean this really happened," I was having difficulties, "If I had been raped…. And the guy who raped me said that if I told anyone he would kill me…..so I didn't tell you…..would you hate me?"
Shane paused for a second thinking of what to say.
"No," He said, "I wouldn't hate you but I wouldn't be happy with you. Cuz it would make me think that you didn't think I could protect you. Mitchie I'm in love with you. When your in love with someone you are protective over them. I AM PROTECTIVE OVER YOU!!!"
I swallowed hard well at least he wouldn't hate me.
"Tomorrow," I squawked and then hung up, I couldn't talk anymore I WAS going to crack. And I knew it. I can only keep a secret from the ones I love for so long. It was just a matter of time.
Okay guys. Did you like it? And I know a lot of peeps were saying that my last one wasn't as good. And I know that. But I do the things I do in my stories for a reason. It's all planned out! Sorry that it's so short!
