One Last Time

I leaned over as if that would help me get out of this room — that was slowly loosing oxygen — and catch Ivy. She just ran out of my room in tears, my heart seemed to of tore a little. That girl helped me, even though I hated her guts for the longest time, she helped me. She helped me find Cheyenne's true killer.

Josh hesitated and got up, I looked at him with my eyes longing for his body to be mere inches to mine again.

"I… I'm sorry Reed." He breathed and then looked at me with apology in his eyes. Then left. Left me there.

Alone.

I was alone again, all by myself. I hated it. I wanted to tell Ivy that he was my boyfriend first and he loved me still. Then I also wanted to tell her that I'm sorry. I felt worst now. I'm sorry. I stole another girls boyfriend. But god that kiss was amazing. I knew Josh felt it too. I couldn't be the only one that experienced that just then.

I listened to Josh jog down the hall. Everyone was probably watching him, hungry for the word of gossip that they didn't know yet. I heard the door slam shut and a tear trickled down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away. I felt bad for Ivy. For the first time in my life, and I think the only.

Should I write her a letter? She would probably rip it up. Should I just leave my room right now? Then some nurse would probably come and catch me and strap me down to my bed while everyone watched. How embarrassing.

So I leaned back, sat there and waited. Waited until Josh came back. Or someone came to talk to me. Or anyone just came. I just sat there an waited.

I woke up later on, I looked at my clock and saw it was 3:29 AM. My room was pitch black. I wanted to turn on to light. I reached for the metal cord that turned it on, then a thought hit me. What if Ariana was in here. Waiting for my to turn on the light and find her there. Or Sabine. I hesitated. Then I just shut my eyes, and yanked on the cord. I slowly opened my eyes, nothing was in my room.

I got out of my bed. I almost fell, I haven't walked around in a few days. I steadied myself using the footboard on the bed. Then I walked over to the window, light was already oozing out of the little cracks because the lights in the hall where still on. I lifted one of the blinds and peeked out. There where a few people left in the waiting room. I was wondering who it was, but I decided to check it out later.

I started to walk around my room. I had a private bathroom that was half the size of my one at Billings and a small closet just like the ones at Pemberly. I saw that there was something in the corner of the room. My heart started to race, the small light the lamp gave off made a shadow that looked like someone was there.

I ran as fast as my jell-o like legs could take me, and I got to the light switch. I quickly flipped it on and looked over at the shadow. It was gone, and the coat hanger was in it's place. I signed in frustration and realized I couldn't go back to sleep.

I looked around my boxed shaped room and couldn't wait to get out of it. I wondered if I was ever going to. I saw that my chart was at the foot of my bed. I looked at it for a while before I walked over and picked it up.

I scanned over the part about my name and my parent's. My hometown, blood pressure, there was a bunch of other stuff to. No information about my discharge.

I placed the chart back and shuffled my feet to my bed. Feeling really bad for my parents and how they would scrap up enough money to pay for this big bill heading my way.

My parents. Where are they? Wouldn't you be running to your daughter's side if you heard she was shot? Then again my parents are probably driving. And received a few speeding tickets.

I hope.

I crawled into my now stiff bed and pulled the itchy blue covers over me. I turned off the lamp and used the button next to my bed to turn off the main light. The room was dark again.

I tossed and turned for about an hour. I stared at the clock and watch it slowly tick over to 4:57. I was not getting any sleep tonight. I turned on the main light again, anyone watching me from the waiting room probably thought I was a psycho or something.

I got out of bed and walked towards the door. I needed to get out of this room. I put my hand on the doorknob and then shot it back. Then put it back, turned it and pushed. I watched as the door creaked open in front of me. I looked to my left and right and then stepped out. The air smelt weird, and the lights shone in my eyes. I squinted and turned around to shut my door as quietly as I could. I wiped my head around and found that no nurses lurked the halls. I walked over to the rows of chairs against the walls, everyone was sleeping.

I looked over them and saw Noelle in the first chair, she actually stayed? She looked so peaceful

That shocked me as I moved on to the next person.

Astrid. Her mouth was open and it sounded like she was snoring a bit. I smiled to myself, Constance was next to her. She was resting her head on her hand and scrunching up her nose every few seconds. There was no one left in that row so I went over to the other wall of chairs and saw only two people where there.

I was hoping that Josh was one of those two. I saw that Trey was sitting in one chair snoring also.

When I saw Josh in the other seat my heart leaped. I just wanted to sit there and watch him sleep. He looked so untouchable, his curls all over the place. Like he ran his hands through them a bunch of times. I wanted to kiss him. Should I wake him up? So I could talk to him again? I went to reach for his hand, but stopped myself. He looked tired. I should probably let him sleep. And if I woke him up, someone would probably wake up too.

So I sat in the chair next to him for what seemed like hours. No one came down the hall to check on everyone. So I sat there as long as I could, I held his hand for a while. I finally got tired and decided to go back to sleep.

I got up and slowly walked over to my door. I opened it, got in the room and leaned on the doorframe, I watched them all for a few more seconds and then smiled. My eyes trailed to Josh one last time before I shut my door and crawled into bed.

Ok, so I just had to wrap that up.

I'm letting the next chapter be up to you guys, would you like Josh and Reed to talk, or would you like some drama with Ivy and Reed to come in? Or(yes or!) would you like Noelle to get back in the picture??

It's up to you!

Peace out,

Lauren