Chapter 4

Nick and I talked or a while about some stuff, our interest.

"Nick, can you get me glass of water?" I asked.

"Sure." He stood up and left the room.

I looked around to find that he accidentally left his cell phone. I grabbed it started to look through his stuff. He back in with my glass of water and noticed I had his cell phone in my hand.

"What are you doing with my cell phone?" He asked, placing the glass of water on my desk.

"Nick? Who's this girl?" I asked showing him the picture of him and Miley Cirus together.

"She's… She's my… friend…"

"And friends hug each other that close and have lots of pictures of each other?" I asked and a blush ran across his face. I handed the cell phone back to him and smiled. "You're a very interesting person."

"Uh…"

"Come with me." I said standing up. I took his hand and I walked him outside my room and closed the door in his face.

"Melanie!" He stood there for a moment and took a deep breath. He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me. Melanie, please let me in. You'll understand if I explain…" He opened the door and the moment he stepped in I threw a pillow and him. "Ouch." He said.

I walked up to him and said, "Go away!" And pushed him out of my room and locked the door.

"Come on, Melanie! Let me in, I'm sorry." He said. I opened the door to look at him.

"Are you really sorry?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Really truly sorry?"

"Yes, yes. Very sorry!" He said quickly. "Will you accept my apology?"

"No!" I yelled slamming the door in his face again.

"Come on! I'll do whatever you want. I'll get you books, any books you want!" He said. "I'm begging you, please forgive me!"

I opened the door again; I was really mad now and said, "NO!", and slammed the door in his face, again.

He didn't bother me anymore, but I wouldn't dare open the door to see if he was still there. I forgot about it and decided to keep on reading. It was late and visiting hours ere over so I decided to go out. I opened the door to take a peek outside to make sure the coast was clear, it was. I rolled myself out of my room, but was stopped by Sarah.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked.

"I was going to get some sun." I said.

"It's night time, you dummy. Get back inside and let me get you your medicine."

I did as she said and lay down on my bed. She got back and as she placed my medicine on my desk she said, "It seems you do not like Nick very much."

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"He was talking to me about it when you locked him out. He told me you were really mad, but he doesn't know why. Do you mind telling me?"

"No! Besides, how do I know you won't say anything?"

"I won't, I promise."

"Even if you say that I'm still not telling you."

"Fine, fine." She said and left as she turned out the lights.

The next day Nick arrived early to see if I would let him in today, but I didn't want to. Nick was sitting on a chair next to my room, just waiting when Sarah passed.

"Hi, Nick."

"Oh, hey, Sarah."

"She's still mad a t you, huh?" He nodded.

"Yeah, she's pretty nasty when she gets angry."

"Sarah, how long have you known Melanie?" He asked.

"A long time, like six years. I've always been the nurse in charge of her."

"What does the doctor say, about her heart?"

"Who told you about her condition?" Sarah asked.

"Melanie did, why?"

"It's rare for her to talk. I can't recall a single time she told someone about her illness. She's never had any friends until now; she never tried to make any. She's a weird girl, but in a good way. Its relief she has someone like you who she can talk to. So please, don't give up." She then walked away.

"Why did she get so mad at me all of a sudden? Was it my picture with Miley, is she jealous?" He asked himself.

"You what?!" I said loudly and angrily as Sarah gave me my medicine. "Why'd you do that?"

"Because the poor boy is always waiting for you to open the door. Besides I want things to go back to the way they were. You have to work things out between yourselves." She said. "He's gonna do whatever it takes to apologize. He just wants to be your friend." She added and left.

I waited and waited but he still hadn't come. I decided to go outside and check. I opened the door and saw him standing in front of my room staring down at his cell phone. He then pulled his head up, but didn't say anything. I took his cell phone from him.

"Hey!" He said

He was about to take his cell phone back until he saw the look on my face. He backed away and I continued to scan through all his pictures. Miley, Miley, and more Miley. I looked up at him, fighting the tears that wanted to come out.

I threw his cell phone at him a yelled, "You idiot!" and closed the door, locking it.

"Wait, Melanie!" He said, but he was already too late. I sat on my bed and pulled my knees up to my chest wrapping my arms around them.

"You're wasting time, you know?" Said Sarah at the door. "Why'd you do that?"

"I don't know." I answered. "Just leave me alone…"

She didn't say another word and left. I stared at the four windows surrounding me and went to sleep. Nick was still outside my door waiting for me to open it. He'd been there for hours; I started to feel bad… I decided it was time to apologize. I went out and looked around for Nick, but he wasn't there. I went to look for him. I finally found him; he was outside in the garden staring at the flowers. I opened the door and rolled outside.

"Melanie, I want to see you…" He thought, staring at the beautiful colored flowers. He her something behind him and turned around to see me. "Melanie?!"

"Hey, um…It sure is nice out." I said.

"Yeah…sure is."

"It's warm" I added.

"Yeah…"

"The breeze fells nice." He didn't say anything, he just nodded. I rolled myself next to him and stared at the flowers.

"Nick, I hate you." He then looked at me, surprised. "You're stupid, annoying and perverted. I hate you."

"Sorry…" Was all he could say.

"You can't fix this with an apology, you know.

"I know, but…I'm sorry. I won't hurt you ever again."

"Of course you won't!" I said.

"No, of course I won't…"

"Nick, I hate you…" I repeated again. He didn't say anything he just stared at me. "What is it?"

"It's nothing…" He said staring back at the flowers.

"Your mind is in the gutters."

"Why do you think that?"

"Because it is!"

"Hey, Melanie…why did you think you wanted to forgive me?"

"Sarah told me… She told me to forgive you. She's always looked after me even when I was in another hospital with my boyfriend. When he transferred here I came here too."

"You mean you followed him here?"

"That's right. But he recovered quickly and was able to leave the hospital, but I had to stay. He would come and visit me everyday, but I told him it's be easier if we just stayed friends. He hasn't visited me since, but I've also moved on. If I talk to anyone it's to Sarah."

"So you're talking to me because Sarah told you to?"

"That's right. If she didn't, I wouldn't have ever, ever forgiven you."

"So that's it? You just take orders from someone else?"

"What's that suppose to mean?!"

"Just because you're sick and weak doesn't mean you can have people treat you like a toy! You should learn to stand up for yourself, you can't always be protected!"

Those words hit me hard and I began to cry, and said, "Are those words coming from the one who wanted to protect me?"