Nell POV
When I arrived at home I pushed the door open and throwed my back in the air. I heard him falling but I didn't care. I was going straight to the fridge. Grabbed a container ice cream and walked to my bed. Walking to my bed I grabbed my earphones and my phone. I let myself fall on back on the bed. Put the earphones in my ears and put a playlist on. I grabbed the ice cream and started to eat.
Tears came down on my cheeks. I knew I should visit him but I couldn't see him like that. With needles in his arm, tubes on his body and in his nose. And with a bag blood and water and air next to his bed. I couldn't see him like a breathing dead body. I didn't want to see him like that.
Hours past and it was almost night. I walked to my trash container and threw all of my trash in it. All lot of food containers to be specific. I walked back to my bed and pulled the blanket on me. I needed sleep but I couldn't sleep. The only thing I could think of was Eric. He was fighting for his life in the hospital and I loser as I was couldn't visit him because I was scared. You are a loser, Nell. Those words kept coming back. You need to tell Eric how you feel about him. Maybe this is your last change. Maybe the voice was right. Maybe this was my last change. Maybe he was gonna die and he has the right to know it. I was gonna tell him. Tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow I was going to tell him my feelings. I fell asleep and was dreaming about Eric. How he had felt him when the accident happened. That maybe he had feelings for me too. But it was just a dream. I hoped that dream was going to be truth.