Yay, now that ff is now working for me, i can finally update this chapter.
"Peyton, what happened?" Reid asked. I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were still wet with tears unshed.
"We were driving and a deer jumped out in front of us. Shane swerved to miss it but the roads were wet so we flipped into a ditch?" I said it more as a question rather than a statement. It felt like that had happened but I wasn't sure, my mind was a little fuzzy.
"Tyler and I were driving to Boston. We saw the car tipped over and knew something was wrong. We pulled over and immediately called for an ambulance and then we found you." The tears were falling now. "It didn't look like you were breathing. You were so still and you were bleeding so much. I thought you were dead."
"Unfortunately not." I muttered quietly. If Reid heard me, he didn't say anything. "Wait, what happened to Jason? And Shane??"
"Jason is down the hall. He's a lot worse than you. He wasn't wearing his seatbelt so he was laying on the roof. Shane's in the next room over. He wore his seatbelt but he banged his head off the steering wheel." Reid explained for me. "Shane looks like he'll make it but Jason…" He just trailed off after that and I looked down guiltily.
"He didn't want to go." I said as tears began to fall. "He was hung over and I knew he didn't want to go but I made him."
"Peyton…" Reid's voice trailed off as I cried.
"It's my fault that he's hurt Reid." I cried harder. "If he dies, it's because of me!"
"It's not because of you." Reid said, putting his hand on top of mine. I just yanked it back and continued to cry.
"You're awake." I looked up through tear filled eyes and saw Jon standing in the doorway. "Peyton, what's wrong? You're okay." Jon walked closer to me and sat down on the side of the bed. "Peyton, don't cry, please." Jon pulled me into a hug and I didn't resist. I missed hugging Jon even though I knew I shouldn't. I was over him, I didn't love him any more. That was a lie.
"It's my fault Jon." I said, crying on his shoulder. "Jason's going to die because of me."
"He's not going to die." Jon said, trying to calm me down. "The doctors are with him now. They'll make everything better."
"But he wasn't wearing a seatbelt and Reid said…"
"Peyton, have I ever broken a promise to you?" Jon asked me.
"Not really." I said, thinking back on our friendship.
"Well I don't intend to start now. I promise that he will be okay." Jon whispered calmly and I felt myself calm down slightly. Now that I had calmed, I was fully aware of the pain in my chest. I pulled back from Jon and held myself, feeling as though I might break if I didn't.
"You cracked a rib." Reid informed me. "And your left wrist is snapped." I looked down and noticed the bandage for the first time. "The doctor said it will be better in a few weeks."
"Wonderful." I said as I rolled my eyes.
"Well Ms. Cooper." I looked up at a young man, probably about twenty five, walking into my room. "My name is Dr. Carter and I'll be taking care of you." He walked over to my bedside and Jon got up, giving Dr. Carter space. I felt very alone now. "How are you feeling?"
"Dandy. Can I leave yet?" Please say yes, I begged to myself. My dad wasn't going to be happy about me being in the hospital. He always complained we had no money after my mom died and I knew he wouldn't be able to pay the hospital bill.
"She felt pain in her chest right before you walked in." Reid said. "She hadn't noticed it before but we told her about her ribs."
"Shut up Reid." I said, glaring at him. He wasn't helping me get out any sooner.
"Really. And how's that feeling now?" Dr. Carter asked.
"Wonderful. All better." I said, putting on a fake smile as to not show how much pain I was feeling. Dr. Carter gave me an unbelieving look before poking me in a certain spot in my chest. I let out a cry in pain and Dr. Carter nodded.
"You need to stay here for a little longer." Dr. Carter informed me.
"No I don't. All better." I told him. He didn't respond to that but he pulled out a needle and took hold of the IV that was hanging beside my bed. He pushed the needle in and emptied what was in there into my IV. I felt drowsy almost instantly and looked up at him in defeat.
"So not fair." I told him.
"It's something to help with the pain and help you sleep." He explained before I fell asleep again.
"She is MY daughter!" That voice woke me from my blissful sleep and I cringed. My father was here now. I slowly opened one eye, peeking at what was happening. Reid and Jon were both standing protectively in front of me and my father was standing by the door, glaring at both of them. His face was red with rage and I saw both of the guys had their fists clenched, ready to hit my father if he came any closer.
"Do you want the police to know that you beat your daughter?" Jon asked.
"What kind of father beats their ONLY daughter?" Reid asked, his fists turning whiter. "Especially Peyton. She has done NOTHING wrong."
"Do not raise your voice to me. My relationship with my daughter does not concern you." My father was getting angrier by the second but I could tell the guys weren't going to back down.
"It is my concern when she's getting beaten by an asshole like you." Reid's voice was so low, I knew that something bad would happen soon if someone didn't step in.
"Get out of the way so I can see my daughter." My father said angrily.
"I am not moving, but I saw a few cops down the hall. I'm sure they'd love to know what you do to Peyton." Reid knew he had won and with one last glare, my father walked out of the room. Reid let out a frustrated breath and together the guys turned to me. I snapped my eye shut and pretended to be asleep for a few more seconds before "waking up."
"You're awake." Reid said, smiling down at me. He brushed the hair back out of my face and I let him this time.
"Yeah. What time is it?" I asked.
"Five thirty." Jon answered for me.
"How long was I asleep?" I asked.
"Seven hours, give or take." Reid said, still brushing hair back from my face.
"When can I get out of here?" I asked, hating the hospital smell by now. Plus, the heart monitor was pissing me off with the constant beeping. I knew it was a good thing that it beeped but that didn't mean that it wasn't annoying.
"You should stay a while." Jon said. "Make sure you don't hurt yourself more."
"I'm fine Jon. I just wanna be in a comfy bed and rest." I told him. "This bed, not so comfy."
"Peyton…" Jon sighed.
"I want out of here, now!" I yelled at him. He sighed again.
"I'll get the doctor." Jon turned and left, leaving me with Reid.
"How's Shane?" I asked. "Has he woken up yet?"
"He was awake for a minute and fell asleep." Reid told me. "The doctors said he'll be fine, he just needs to rest, like you need to do."
"I don't want to rest here Reid." I told him. "I'd rather be resting at the dorms. Or your house." I said the last part after seeing the look Reid was giving me.
"You promise you'll rest?" Reid asked. I just nodded. Reid moved in to kiss me but I just turned my head so his lips came into contact with my jaw bone. Reid looked at me confused but before he could say anything, Dr. Carter walked in, Jon trailing behind him.
"How are you feeling Peyton?" Dr. Carter asked, walking over to me and assessing me with a stethoscope and a small flashlight, finishing off with that stupid blood pressure thing that sucked in my arm and annoyed me to no fuckin end.
"I'm feeling better. I just wanna be in a comfy bed and get some more sleep." I told him honestly.
"Well, you seem better, but I'd feel better if you stayed for a few more days." Dr. Carter said.
"But I'm well enough to leave, right?" I asked him. "If I promise to stay in bed and rest until I'm completely better?"
"Well…" Dr. Carter paused and sighed.
"Good enough for me." I said. "Can you get this thing out of my arm. I wanna go see Shane." I pleaded.
"Alright." Dr. Carter walked over to the IV and carefully slipped it out. I bit my lip as the needle slid out of my vein.
"Uh, do I have clothes?" I asked, looking down at the hospital gown I was wearing.
"Yes, your friend Reid here brought you something a few days ago." Dr. Carter said. I looked up at Reid who was now looking at the floor. "I'll give you your privacy to change and once you do, I'm sure your friends will show you to Mr. Michaels's room." Dr. Carter left, Jon and Reid following behind him. The door closed and I got out of bed, grabbing the duffle bag beside my bed. I pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a black tank top, along with a big black hoodie that I knew belonged to Reid. I slipped on all the clothes, shoving on a pair of socks I found in the bottom of the bag. I made my way to the door and opened it, finding both Jon and Reid standing outside on opposite sides of the door.
"Where's Shane?" I asked. Neither of them spoke, just led me two doors down to where Shane was laying in bed, asleep. I walked over to the bed and took a seat in the chair beside him.
"Shane, it's me. Peyton." I said, brushing his brown hair back. "You need to wake up. If you don't I'm gonna feel guilty forever." Shane stirred under my hand and looked at me through groggy eyes.
"Peyton?" Shane asked, his voice soft. I felt a tear slip out of my eye and nodded.
"Yeah, it's me." I said, giving him a watery smile.
"You're head." He reached up and brushed his hand lightly against my forehead. I hissed in pain. "What happened?"
"We got into an accident." I told him. "The deer."
"We fell into a ditch." Shane sighed, remembering.
"Yeah, we did." I said. Shane looked me up and down, noticing the bandage on my wrist.
"You're hurt more." Shane said, moving his hand to brush the bandage. "It's my fault."
"No, it's not. It was an accident." I told him, even though I still felt as though it were all my fault. "I'm fine."
"If anything would've happened to you…" Shane started.
"I'm fine." I promised him. I leaned down and placed a small kiss on his lips. There was a knock at the door and I turned to see Dr. Carter standing there.
"I've got the discharge papers." He told me. "They're all signed, they just require one signature from you and then I want you to go home and rest." He handed me the clipboard and I signed where he told me to. "Alright, I'll leave you with your friends." He then turned to Shane and started checking him over. I said goodbye to Shane and walked out of the room to meet Jon and Reid.
"You're going to get into bed the second you get back." Reid said and led me outside and over to his car. Jon got into his own and followed us all the way back to Reid's. I didn't say anything on the way back and Reid didn't try to make me say anything. When we got to his house, he led me into the house and into the room he had given me.
"Now lay down and rest, okay." Reid said, and I could hear the pleading in his voice.
"Alright." I sighed and laid down in bed. Reid pulled the blankets over me and handed me my phone that I thought had been lost in Shane's car.
"Call me if you need anything. I want you to stay here and get some sleep." I just nodded and Reid gave a weak smile before walking out of the room. Jon had been standing in the doorway and I knew he was less than pleased about me staying here but I'm sure Reid or Tyler had filled him in on what had happened to me back at the dorms. He would probably agree that this was the safest place for me besides the hospital because I'm sure he sensed that Reid had no ill-intentions toward me like my father and Aaron did.
I didn't sleep, instead, I laid in bed and stared off into nothing, wishing that I could take back the accident. I wouldn't have left Jason's house. Jason, Shane, and I would've stayed inside, watching something like Pineapple Express while we got stoned ourselves. We would've been safe. I thought about Jason not making it and felt myself cry. It was my fault if he died, not everyone had the same thoughts of death like I did. Most people didn't want to die. I did. I should be the one in the hospital bed about to die. Soon I had cried myself to sleep, wishing I could take the last few days back.
I know it's not great but i'm really fuckin tired. Staying up late and fighting with the boy you love but hate at the same time takes alot out of you. Let me know what you think.
Also, I'm writing another story but i will not be posting it until i have a few chapters written but here's the summary. (yes, it's a twilight story.)
Bella didn't choose to become a vampire. She lived a long life and has been dead for years. Now, the Cullens return to Forks and find that it has changed. The arrival of Raven Atwood and her brother Ryan intrigue both Edward and his new vampire sister Danielle. what will happen when Raven's big brother falls for a vampire? What will happen when she does the same?
There ya go. if i wrote it, would you read it? Let me know)
