New Years Eve was tomorrow. Chase had been moved to a regular room. She couldn't wait to go home. Her throat a little less sore but she still couldn't speak. Angela came into the door.
"Hi." She said. Chase waved. "How are you?"
Good. She wrote. Can't wait to get out of here.
"I know."
I just hope people don't stare at me when I go back to school.
"Why would they do that?"
I'm the girl that got attacked.
"People care about you." "Not what happened."
I'm surprised Trevor's even still with me. She wrote with tears in her eyes.
"Why?"
I'm so ugly now.
"No you're not."
Yes I am. This scar is disgusting. So is the one on my stomach.
"Trevor doesn't care about your scars, he loves you." "You still look great."
A few hours later Angela had left and Trevor was there. Chase wrote something down and tapped Trevor on the shoulder. He looked down. It read.
Do you still find me attractive?
"What?" He said looking at her. "Why would you ask me that?"
I'm different now.
"Different?" "What do you mean different?"
My scars.
"Your scars?"
The one on my neck is unavoidable. I know it probably grosses you out.
"What, no."
It's ok.
"Chase no, listen to me." "I love you." "You are beautiful to me, no matter what." "Ok?"
Ok.
The next night it was around eight o' clock. Trevor was at the hospital with Chase.
"I'll be back before midnight, I promise."
You can stay at the party, it's ok. She wrote.
"I don't want to stay there." "I want to ring in the New Year with you." They kissed. "I love you Chase."
I love you too Trevor. He left.
Two hours later Randy walked in.
"Hi." He said. She waved. "Is Trevor here?" She shook her head no. "How are you doing?"
Fine. She wrote.
"Can you eat solid food yet?"
No.
"How is your throat?"
Less sore.
"Good." "I'm just glad you're awake." "I was really scared when you were on life support." "If you wouldn't have made it…
I know.
"I love you."
I know. He kissed her. She kissed him back. They didn't know that Trevor had come back and could see them.