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Chapter 16
The last thing Simon remembered was getting in his car to go to the rave. Now he was in hospital in intensive care. His head was pounding, his ribs ached, and leg was in a cast. He heard the doctor say he had been slipping in and out of consciousness the last few days. He had no idea how long he had been in there. All he knew was that he didn't want to be there.
He slowly opened his eyes, the light not helping his head. He'd never had a migraine but he imagined this is what it felt like-times 10. He turned his head slowly to the left, to see Matt sleeping in the chair. He turned his head back to the centre and closed his eyes, not wanting to talk to Matt right now. He wasn't up for a lecture. It was too late though. Matt had seen him.
"Simon? Simon you're awake?" Matt asked, half excited, half scared.
"Unfortunately yes." Simon answered groggily
"Oh Thank goodness." He said letting out a sigh of relief. "We were so worried about you. The others are at home or in the cafeteria. You've been out to it for 5 days. When we heard you were in an accident." Simon cut him off.
"Spare me the pity Matt. I really don't care and neither do you." He said, nastily.
"Simon? We all care. Honestly. I don't know what we did to make you think we hate you so much. We all love you and care about you." He said, leaning closer into the bed.
"Yeah, well, I don't care. Why couldn't you just let me die in that crash? It would have been better for all of us." Simon said, closing his eyes, unable to look at his brother.
"How can you say that? That would be the worse possible thing that could happen. Don't you ever say that again. You hear that? No matter what you think, we all love you. There is nothing you could do that would change that. Look, you're coming home with us when you're discharged. You're not going back to that bastards apartment." Matt told him. "Can't you see what he's done to you Simon? Look what you've become. I know what those cuts on your arms are from, and those ones of your stomach and legs. I'm not blind. Do you understand me now?"
"Whatever. Just let me sleep." Simon said as he closed his eyes again. He had tears rolling down his cheeks. He heard Matt leave the room. Probably to get Dad and the others. He was not looking forward to that.
Chapter 16
The last thing Simon remembered was getting in his car to go to the rave. Now he was in hospital in intensive care. His head was pounding, his ribs ached, and leg was in a cast. He heard the doctor say he had been slipping in and out of consciousness the last few days. He had no idea how long he had been in there. All he knew was that he didn't want to be there.
He slowly opened his eyes, the light not helping his head. He'd never had a migraine but he imagined this is what it felt like-times 10. He turned his head slowly to the left, to see Matt sleeping in the chair. He turned his head back to the centre and closed his eyes, not wanting to talk to Matt right now. He wasn't up for a lecture. It was too late though. Matt had seen him.
"Simon? Simon you're awake?" Matt asked, half excited, half scared.
"Unfortunately yes." Simon answered groggily
"Oh Thank goodness." He said letting out a sigh of relief. "We were so worried about you. The others are at home or in the cafeteria. You've been out to it for 5 days. When we heard you were in an accident." Simon cut him off.
"Spare me the pity Matt. I really don't care and neither do you." He said, nastily.
"Simon? We all care. Honestly. I don't know what we did to make you think we hate you so much. We all love you and care about you." He said, leaning closer into the bed.
"Yeah, well, I don't care. Why couldn't you just let me die in that crash? It would have been better for all of us." Simon said, closing his eyes, unable to look at his brother.
"How can you say that? That would be the worse possible thing that could happen. Don't you ever say that again. You hear that? No matter what you think, we all love you. There is nothing you could do that would change that. Look, you're coming home with us when you're discharged. You're not going back to that bastards apartment." Matt told him. "Can't you see what he's done to you Simon? Look what you've become. I know what those cuts on your arms are from, and those ones of your stomach and legs. I'm not blind. Do you understand me now?"
"Whatever. Just let me sleep." Simon said as he closed his eyes again. He had tears rolling down his cheeks. He heard Matt leave the room. Probably to get Dad and the others. He was not looking forward to that.