Bay's POV

She led me down that same long hallway to a new room. At the very end. I opened it and went inside. She handed me a hospital gown and told me that the doctor would be in soon. I nodded and she left. In this place, soon meant 15 minutes. By the time he got there I had been sitting in that stupid hospital gown on the stupid table for 10 minutes. He came in and sat in the chair like he did last time.

"Hello Bay. How are you doing?"

"About to have surgery so life kinda sucks right now." How did he think I was doing?

"You don't have to be worried. It's a simple surgery."

"If it's simple then why do I need to be monitored for 4 hours after it's over?"

"That is just standard. But I was looking over your papers, and we actually have to tape 2 ribs. Not just 1."

"Oh fantastic."

" Don't worry. I have done this hundreds of times. Taping another will take almost no additional time. The first one will take a while because it is fractured. But I am doing the other one because it has a small sprain down the center. Now, if you want, we can go to the operating room. We can use anesthesia. And then you'll wake up in about an hour and a half. Then you can leave at 3."

"Alright." I stood up and followed him to the other room. I lied down and they put the mask on me. I slowly started to fell my eye lids get heavier and heavier. Then they shut slowly and blocked out the world.

Emmett's POV

It was taking forever. Sure it was only an hour but when it's the love of you life it seems like a lifetime. I kept looking at the clock. It had been a half hour. My thoughts were gone. Completely immersed by Bay. Another 15 pass. In 15 minutes I would see her. This was officially the longest 45 minutes of my life. I remember all of my times with Bay. The first day I saw her had been when I drove to pick up Daphne.

-flashback-

I took off my helmet and looked over at Daphne. Then I noticed the dark haired girl leaning against a car. Daphne sat on my bike and I turned to look at her. "Who's that" I had said. She looked at the girl then back at me and signed. "Me, in another life." That was helpful. We drove to school and I said bye to Daphne. I sat on my bike just thinking about the dark haired girl. She was easily the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I got off my bike and went to my first class. But I couldn't focus on the teacher at all. She was all I could think about. She was perfect. She had this alabaster skin that went perfectly with her dark brown curls. They cascaded down past her shoulder and her eyes were a deep brown that could melt your heart. Class ended and that was pretty much how my other classes went too. Well it was time for lunch I went out and sat with Daphne at our usual table. We started talking about the switch and the new family.

" And both of them have their own garages that are turned into these studios. They seem like they get whatever they want, but they're not snobby. They're like, nice rich. It's weird." she must be talking about her newly found brother and the dark haired girl.

"Why would they need studios?" I was actually curious. What 15 and 17 year olds needed studios for crying out loud? I just had a corner in my room.

"Toby's a musician and she's an artist." Was she not saying her name just to piss me off?

"What kind of art?"

"Painting." An artist. She just seemed to get even more perfect.

"Is she any good?

"I don't know, I haven't seen anything. Shit, we're gonna be late, let's go

." So we got up and left for class. Now my thoughts were full of her unknown art. Was she good? What type of things did she paint? What was she like? School ended and I got on my bike. I was on my way home and I saw one. A painting of a girl in a pink dress carrying an axe. Those were popping up everywhere. It had to be a street artist. The art was actually really good. I took some pictures of the ones I liked. Some of them had a hammer and some had an axe. But one thing was certain. They were all always very mad. Some would say it's vandalism, but I really liked them. They were cool. I wonder who's doing them. The next day I went to pick Daphne up, this time, though, she wanted me to meet everyone. I really only wanted to meet one of them. But they all came out and I met all of them before Daphne finally pointed to her.

" And this is Bay." Bay. It suited her. Bay's were beautiful. Just like her. Daphne got on my bike and wrapped her arms around me. I found myself wishing it was Bay's arms that were wrapped around me. Bay who was on the back of my bike. Bay who was my best friend. It was then I realized the switch had changed my life too. If it hadn't happened then it would be Bay who was my best friend. Possibly even more than that. I felt cheated. We drove to school. And we didn't talk about her. I wish we had. Two weeks later though, Daphne came to me with news I definitely didn't like. About Bay. Bay and Ty. Together. Why would she be with Ty? What was he, 5 years older than her? Why would she want to be with him? They didn't have anything in common. As far as I knew. Ty wasn't an artist. That was her whole world. Art. Just like mine. Then the biggest question popped into my mind. Why was I jealous? Bay didn't even know me more than Daphne's best friend. All she knew about me was that my name was Emmett and I was deaf. If she wanted to date Ty, why should I care? The next part Daphne said made me livid though.

"And after she made me break up with Liam just because he was her ex-boyfriend, I saw her and Ty leaving together. Ty! My Ty. Then she was stupid enough to get caught. I heard john and Kathryn found them sneaking back at 3 in the morning. She disgusts me." I ignored the last sentence. They came home at 3 in the morning. You would have to be an idiot to not know what that meant. And that meant she was his.

"What did john and Kathryn do?" I was genuinely curious.

"They're making Ty come for dinner in a week."

"That's not good."

"That's what I said too." so maybe if john and Kathryn don't approve of him, they'll break up. idiot, if they don't approve then that will just make her want him more. either way I was screwed. I would never get to Bay. Then a week later, Daphne texted me saying she had important news I went to get her early and we got to school 10 minutes early.

"What happened that is so important?" I noticed she had been crying.

"Ty's leaving for the army in 2 days." What? Ty was leaving. For the army?

"Does Bay know?" while I was slightly glad they weren't going to be together I felt bad for her.

"She found out at the dinner. John was asking him all the typical dad questions, what are you doing in life, and it came out. I don't even think she knew." What a jerk.

"That's horrible. To not tell her until it's practically time for you to leave. I'm sorry but that's a jerk move." It really is. They're together for crying out loud! Well. We're together.

"Kind of. I guess. I'm just gonna miss him." I wasn't. but I didn't need to tell her that.

"We're gonna be late for class." So she left and my thoughts faded to Bay again. Bay. I hope she's okay.

-end of flashback-

Bay, I hopes she's okay. She should just be getting out of surgery now. I stood up and started to pace. This waiting was going to kill me.

Bay's POV

I was sick with worry. It had been 2 hours. Again my thoughts were flooded with Bay. Why had it taken an extra hour? Where the hell was she? Why wouldn't anyone tell me what was going on? Was she okay? I thought of Bay. Before I cheated. Before we broke up. I remember our first kiss.

-another flashback-

I parked my bike in the corner of the student parking lot. I got off and walked up to the stairs. My heart was pounding. I could feel it behind my ears. The closest to hearing I had. She came bounding down the stairs and when she saw me I saw confusion take over her face. She knew very little sign. But she did what she could.

"Daphne's not here, her class isn't today." I quickly shook my hands no. Then she started to ask if it was about her dad. I stopped that thought too. I read her lips while she spoke back while I signed. When I said that me and Daphne were talking I decided that was not how I wanted to lead up to this. I shook my hands no again.

"Okay so you guy's were not talking about you and me." I saw a small smile creep onto her face. I took a deep breath.

"I, like you." I finished and she looked confused again. She didn't know the sign for like. I looked at her lips to see if she would talk. Her perfect lips.. Before I knew what I was doing I stepped forward and pressed my lips to hers. It was perfect. She was perfect.

-end of flashback-

She was perfect. I looked up and saw the doctor come out looking slightly confused but other than that normal. He waved over the interpreter and came up to me.

"What's happening?" The interpreter followed along with what he said. So I didn't have to waste time. A plus. But everything he said was negative.

"I'll just jump right in. The surgery went as planned for the most part. It was worse than I thought, so it took a while longer. She has to stay here till about 3. You are free to go home until then if you like." Was he crazy? He thought I would just leave.

"Can I see her?" I was desperate to see her. To make sure she was okay.

"Well, you can." I noticed him hesitate a lot.

"But she requested you not. Almost demanded it really. She didn't even want me to tell you it was worse than we thought. I don't want to pry into business, so I'll go." What the hell? I knew she wouldn't want to see me. But she went as far to practically demand it. And ask a doctor to NOT tell me what was happening with her? she must hate me more than I thought. no. She doesn't hate me. She just wants me, out of her life. But that wasn't happening. I went up and tapped the doctor on the shoulder. The interpreter was still there. If there were such a thing as small miracles.

"I need to see her." This too was a demand.

"I'm sorry. She said no-" I immediately cut him off.

"I know she said no. But I- I love her. Please." I saw him glance in the box where it said friend. And that was true. But oh how I wanted it to be so much more. He looked back at me and led me to her room.

"In here." I said a silent thank you and went in. she sat up in bed fast and looked at me. I saw he arm sort of lag back. Then I saw the I.V. She couldn't sign. But I read her lips. Her perfect lips.

"What are you doing here?" I gave her another seriously look and she looked less shocked.

"Of course you would find a way to come see me. What are you still doing here."

"You honestly thought I would leave? And second, why would you practically demand for me not to come see you? Bay- if you thought I wouldn't come see you, then you are high."

"How did you get them to let you in? because I did demand you don't."

"Used my super powers. Told him the facts and he let me in."

"What facts would these be that would get a non-family member to see me?" I looked to the floor and I used bay's favorite word in sign language.

"I simply explained that the love of my life just had surgery and I needed to see how she was doing.

"

"That's not the facts. That's simple opinion. Emmett- we're not together. You cheated on me. And for the longest time I thought it was me. What I did that led you to Simone. What I could have done differently. But no. it was you. Just you being a complete an utter ass. Can you just leave? Now." I read every word off of her lips and she said to leave. Nope. That wasn't happening.

"Bay- I know it was me. You couldn't have done anything differently. From the first day I saw you. You consumed every one of my thoughts. Bay, I do love you. You are the love of my life. I just hope someday you can forgive me. We go to the same school. We can't avoid each other. I can't leave. I won't leave. Not this hospital. Not you.." I went over and sat in the chair that was in the corner. She decided not to argue with me. She fell asleep and I looked at her. She was perfect. Why had I ever cheated on her? Why had I lost her? Why had I followed Simone to her room. Why had I let her kiss me. That was the worst part. That she started it. I had a chance to leave. But I didn't. I messed up. I knew. She knew. Everyone knew. What I didn't understand was that everyone else forgave me. Even her dad. I knew Bay still cared about me. She had to. Just the fact she let me back into her life as a friend. But oh god how I wanted to be so much more. How much I wanted her to forgive me. Maybe not now. But someday. But it was like my mom said. Time heals the heart. Hopefully, if I just gave her time. I got up and went over to her and looked at what she had next to her bed. A sketchbook. I remember the other sketchbook. I look out the window. Every one of my thoughts consumed by Bay.

End of chapter 10

So hopefully this is better. I really contemplated something going really wrong with the surgery but I decided not too. Hopefully that doesn't bite me in the ass. I will continue this for a while. Tell me what you think. PLEASE! I feed off of reviews. I know this is a long chapter. So there has to be something you can say about it. Please.