A/N Hey guys, well I really like to make you wait don't I? I'm super sorry but I've had exams and farm work so I've been really busy. I hope you like this chapter and my story, please review it means a lot.

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I groaned and shifted slightly, the bandages on my hips rubbing and itching. I fought to open my eyes as the groans echoed in my small room. Why did you have to get yourself hit by a car? I scolded as the pain flared making a whimper escape my lips.

I opened my eyes and blinked blearily. Thankfully it was dark so I didn't have to go through the blinding session again while they checked my eyes and what not. I let out a loud sigh as my eyes roamed the clean ceiling, my brain finding small specks of dirt automatically.

I huffed in annoyance and boredom before I looked at my bandaged body and my thoughts came back. I tried to remember being hit by the car but everything seemed blurry, like I had been trying to look through water. Or mud.

"Drew?"

I looked up slightly shocked at the sudden appearance of the voice. It was the Doctor from before, Cullen I think. He smiled softly at my tired and confused expression and entered the room slowly.

"Feeling better?" he asked me gently, holding a chart in his pale hands.

I nodded, feeling more awake and less aware of the pain coursing through my body. He smiled again and frowned at something on the paper before he looked over to me in curiosity.

"Have you ever been in the hospital before Drew?" he asked me.

I sighed but nodded to him silently, not trusting my voice at the moment. He seemed to understand and nodded sympathetically.

"Can you tell me why?" he asked, his voice quieter than it had been seconds before.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and shifted slightly before opening my mouth, getting ready to tell him about the accident, but a nurse stopped the words in my throat.

"Dr. Cullen? The patient in 2B is awake," she said before walking out of the room.

I suppressed my frown at her manners before sending my Doctor a small smile, "You should go," I whispered, my voice raspy and sore.

He hesitated before smiling back and leaving the room quickly, his feet making no noise on the cold floor. I frowned as I leant back against the lumpy pillows on my bed.

"Comfort at its finest," I mumbled sarcastically, my throat burning at the sudden use after… days of sleeping.

I felt the back of my eyes start to burn as I wondered how long I had been lying in this bed. How long my friends crowded around my bedside, frightened? I felt relieved that I even had friends to crowd around me with worried expressions; it was almost comforting in a way. I smiled softly to myself as I shifted uncomfortably in my bed.

My hips were burning again and suddenly I became aware of the ache just above my breasts. I felt a whimper bubble up in my throat as the pain became more prominent as I focused on it. What, I don't deserve painkillers?

"Drew, you're not human."

I swallowed and blinked hard, turning to gaze out my window, my sight starting to blur slightly. Was he telling the truth? Or was he just pulling on my leg?

I took a deep breath and wiped a hand over my face. I could remember the day I had first moved something with my mind, with my own willpower. It had been on a school night and I had been studying for my exams when I had realized I left my phone on my bed. I had thrown a little hissy fit and practically demanded that the phone be in my hand. Then I had felt the cool metal press against my palm.

"Hello, my names Drew and I'm Lucifer's daughter,"

I flinched and the whimper fell from my lips, making me jump slightly. I felt something wet trail down my cheek and frowned before raising my hand and pressing it softly against my skin. I pulled it back and glanced at the wetness on my fingers.

I was crying.

I swallowed and furiously wiped my face, angry I had cried and angry at myself for dwelling on this. I bet it was just a prank Karla got Rick to pull on me, some kind of twisted joke. I growled unconsciously and thought about what I was going to say to her once she finally had the guts to show her face.

I sighed; bored out of my mind, as I looked around the room I was in curiously. While torturing Karla in my head was entertaining, I needed a more concrete source of amusement. I spotted my phone on the other side of the room, on a table that also sported a few colorful flowers. I glared at it before instantly despising the bright lilies'.

I whacked my head on the stone pillow before I lifted it and stared at my phone. I had been in this situation before and I knew how it was going to end, and while I didn't want it to end that way… I really wanted my phone. I groaned in frustration before I cleared my mind and focused on the feel of the power in my fingertips. I heard a small scrape before I felt my phone press into my palm.

I couldn't stop my smile as I rolled the phone around in my hands gently. I blinked and looked down when I remembered who my father—allegedly—was and how bluntly my Uncle had told me. I blinked back another onslaught of tears and focused on the phone that sat in my numb hands.

I blinked repeatively as I scrolled through my contracts, trying to find Seth's as quickly as possible. When I finally found him I looked into the now empty hallway before pressing the call button. I drummed my fingers against my thigh as I waited for him to answer the phone.

"Hello?" a tired voice slurred.

"Seth?" I said loudly

"Drew?" he mumbled.

I chuckled, "Yeah it's me," I confirmed, hearing shifting in the background.

"Are you at the hospital?" he asked me, panic starting to leak into his voice.

I bit back another laugh, "yeah I haven't broken out…," I assured him, "yet," I added.

He chuckled lazily and I heard more shifting, "you probably can't even move aye snow white?" he joked.

"Is that a jab at the bandages or at my skin tone?" I questioned sarcastically.

I could basically hear the smirk, "you choose," he said smugly.

"When I break out of here, you're dead Seth," I threatened.

"If you break out of there," he corrected.

"Give it time," I commented idly, watching a nurse rush past my door.

He laughed and I heard him groan as more rustling sounded in the background, "Why are you calling me?" he asked, as if he just realized I was in the hospital and it was the middle of the night, "are you okay?"

I shrugged before realizing he couldn't see the action, "I'm fine I guess, bored and lonely," I said with a small giggle.

"Are you in… are you on pain meds?" he asked nervously.

I shifted as the pain flared at the mention of it, "yeah," I lied, "strong stuff,"

"Good, because I saw some of you injuries when they changed the bandage and wow, I mean it looked painful," he rambled.

I rolled my eyes, "lucky you ain't feeling it," I reminded him.

"Touché," he countered.

I smiled and leant back against the pillows, looking out the window patiently as Seth started going on about some girl from his school on the reservation.

"Then she said that she would love to come with me!" he exclaimed happily.

I smiled and nodded, "well you're quite the catch Seth," I said.

He laughed, "Thanks Drew, speaking of catches…" he trailed off, making me perk up instantly.

"What?" I demanded amusement in my voice.

He just chuckled making me demand him to tell me what he thought was so funny, "you really didn't want Karla asking out Paul did you? It wouldn't be because you have a little crush now would it?" he asked me.

I looked around the room nervously, "I… uh, Emily said it wouldn't be the best idea," I said trying to change the subject.

"Why did you tell her what Karla was planning?" he said absently.

"Uh… well she asked what was wrong…" I explained.

"Why would she think something was wrong?" Seth continued innocently.

I grumbled, "Because I was in a sour mood alright and how do you even know Karla was going to ask him out!" I demanded again.

"Well, Jake made sure that we were all up to date," Seth said smugly.

I scoffed but didn't reply, instead listening to his chuckles on the other end, "well? Why were you in a sour mood Drew?" he asked.

I shifted, "because… Karla… was going to ask Paul out," I finished.

"So you do like him!" Seth exclaimed

I felt the blush creep up my neck and paint my cheeks red, "No! Well, yeah a little," I admitted.

I heard him laughing, "I knew it!" he insisted.

"Oh you did not!" I scolded.

"Well, I knew something was up," he mumbled, "anyway, why don't you, I don't know invite him out for coffee?" Seth asked.

"Uhm well Emily told me he likes somebody else and I'm kind of wrapped up in gauze here," I reminded him.

"Oh," he said before it fell silent, "how about texting him and saying you're alone at the hospital?" he suggested.

I looked at the display screen for my phone, pulling it away from my ear briefly, "at 3 o'clock in the morning? Man, I was surprised when you answered your phone!" I told him, wondering if Paul would come if I called.

"I would've came if you asked, he would too… go call him!" he tried to insist.

"Maybe later Seth, I really should be trying to sleep otherwise if anyone visits today I won't be able to stay awake," I told him.

"Oh whatever, translation; when Paul comes you want to be awake to see his beautiful face," Seth teased, faking a swoon.

I didn't even bother to deny the claim, "Night Seth," I said tiredly, before hearing him say it back. I hung up and gently placed the phone on the small table to my right.

I laid back and turned to stare at the moon through the window of the hospital.

Hey hope you liked it. Seth is basically going to be her gay best friend… even though he not gay :L I really like his bubbly character and I think he compliments Drew nicely

-Taila