Test Results
Nate's Point of View
"We just got the test results back and Shane will be fine. He has a small concussion and a few bruised ribs but nothing major."
The 3 of us let out a sigh of relief. "Can we go see him?" Jason asked.
"Go on in," the doctor said.
Shane was asleep. There was a small spot of dried blood on his forehead but otherwise he looked normal. He slowly opened his eyes.
"Hey," he said in a hoarse voice. "Where's Mitchie?" (A/N I am tired of one of my characters having amnesia so Shane still remembers Mitchie hip, hip, hurray) Naturally one of the first things out of his mouth was about Mitchie. I turned around in confusion and saw Mitchie wasn't there. I walked outside, grabbed Mitchie, and pulled her into the room. Grabbing Jason, I walked out of the room, leaving Mitchie and Shane alone.
Shane's Point of View
Mitchie was avoiding looking at me. Her eyes trained on her shoes.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I was…"
"Scared?" I finished for her.
"How did you know?" she asked, confused.
"Two words, tape recorder." She laughed a little at my remark.
"I'm going to kill Nate," she whispered. Looking up, guilt washed over her face. "I am so sorry. I don't want to be apart anymore. I love you too much." I wanted to get up and kiss her but I was trapped in this stupid bed. Almost as if she could read my mind, she walked over and pulled me in for a hug. I winced as she squeezed a little too tightly and my ribs started to ache. She felt my wince and pulled back.
"I love you," I whispered and she smiled at me. After kissing me lightly on the lips, she left. Smiling, I reached up and touched my lips.
"Are you two together again?" Nate's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I just nodded. He smiled happily.
The doctors let me out 3 days later. I was glad to be out. I was starting to feel like the hospital was my second home. Mitchie, Nate, and Jason were being very overprotective and it was starting to get on my nerves. I couldn't stand up without one of them trying to help me. By dinner of my first day back, I was fed up.
"Guys, I have a few bruised ribs, I didn't lose a leg!" I yelled right before we headed out to the mess hall for dinner. Nate had tried to help me down the stairs in front of our cabin.
"Sorry," they all mumbled, looking guilty. I hated seeing them look like that because of me.
"Was that rehearsed?" I teased. They smiled at me. It's not that I didn't appreciate them caring so much; it's that when they help me they make me feel like a 2 year old.
I was not looking forward to dinner since it would be the first time seeing Lindsey since I broke her nose. Mitchie and I sat next to each other, holding hands under the table. I may have missed her but I was still no fan of PDA. Dinner was quiet, and I mean the entire mess hall was quiet. They were either staring at me and Mitchie or they were whispering to their friends. The silence made me a little uncomfortable and I saw the others shifting in their seats too. Eventually dinner was done and Nate and Meghan headed out to take a walk in the woods. Jason and Kandi were going to the docks. Mitchie and I decided to hang out in the cabin. We just sat, not talking, only our hands touching. We didn't kiss because my ribs still hurt a little but we wanted to more than anything. My arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. She laid her head against my shoulder. Suddenly the door banged open. Mitchie and I jumped. I slipped off the bed and landed on my stomach, the breath knocked out of me and my ribs screaming in pain. I bit my lip to avoid screaming. Nate was mumbling something so he didn't notice me for a second. Unfortunately when he did notice me, it was because he had stepped on my hand. Saying sorry to no end, he helped me up. I winced as my ribs continued to throb.
"Are you okay?" Mitchie asked.
"I'm fine, my ribs just hurt." I took a small breath, trying to stop myself from screaming in pain, and gasped. Breathing just made my ribs hurt more. Nate and Mitchie were giving me worried looks. "I'm fine," I muttered. I bent down to grab my phone, which I had dropped when I fell, and ended up doubled over in pain. I tried to straighten out but it hurt too much. A scream escaped my lips as I fell to my knees in pain.
"Hospital," Nate said in an anxious voice. I must have passed out because the next thing I knew, I was sitting in a hospital bed.
I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry about not updating but i was playing on my new laptop and writing a different story (look for summary on profile). I went to a twilight movie party today and we were playing twilight charades which is we act like a character from twilight. i was bella so i decided to trip and i ended up skinning my knee. I LOST A LAYER OF SKIN FOR TWILIGHT! oh and i don't own camp rock blah blah blah the usual crap about me not owning camp rock.
