Hey Guys! Sorry I haven't posted in so long! I got a major case of writers block and then on top of that I got really busy. I'm actually life guarding this summer which is lots of fun but also very time consuming. On my breaks though I try and work on my story as much as possible! Anyway that's about all for now. Happy reading!

Bee's POV

I hate Jordi, I think before stopping myself. I laugh inside my head. Who am I kidding? I love him. Never in a million years would I imagine sitting in a small carpeted room on too soft couch cushions spilling my life story to some crazy woman I hate. But yet, I'm here. And it's all his fault.

I think I'm going to take the easiest, least painful route in this. I can give them emotions and stories but I refuse to open up completely. Maybe one day but I'm still not strong enough. So I stare straight ahead at the cream colored wall and without any small talk, dive into the story of before the accident.

I can feel all of their eyes on me as I talk, but I've seen this whole scene play out over and over in my mind I have the ability to keep my facial expression stone hard, not allowing Dr. Heart to read me. I leave out all the emotional details, something I know I will be reprimanded for at the end of this, and stick mostly to the events.

Jordi sits beside me, one arm around me. I lean on him, not even caring about my aunt's obsession with no PDA. When I near the end of my account, right as the car collides with our's, I can't help but squeeze his hand tight. When I finish I bite my lip and shake my head. My eyes hurt from staring at the wall so hard. Maybe Dr. Heart and Nurse Jackson will think that I am giving them some emotional breakthrough and let me leave.

I don't say anything more, I just stare at Dr. Heart waiting for her to initiate the conversation.

"You stopped." Is all she says.

"Yes."

"Why?" She questions.

"I'm tired. That was very emotionally draining." I lie while trying to fake a realistic yawn.

"Really?" She asks. "Because in my opinion that was more of a factual retelling rather than emotional." Damn, I didn't fool her.

"Well regardless of what you think, I am very tired. Can we end this for today?" I say very politely, hoping to be released. Dr. Heart whispers with Nurse Jackson and I bring myself to glance over at my aunt. I haven't been able to look at her this whole time but when I do I'm disappointed to see her texting on her phone, not having paid the least bit of attention at all. Jordi must realize I've taken notice of her because he pulls me closer into him and brushes a piece of hair behind my ear comfortingly.

"Although we have not made nearly as much progress today as we had hoped." Dr. Heart speaks up and I peel my eyes away from Tante Tess to look at her. "We don't want to risk wearing you too thin. I suppose you may be excused for the rest of today."

"Try and relax a bit Bee," Nurse Jackson speaks up. "You need that." I pull my lips back into a half smile of acknowledgement and get up from the couch, pulling Jordi up with me. We turn to leave but Dr. Heart shouts after us.

"Mr. Palacios," She says and Jordi turns to look at her. "If you could just stay behind for a moment."

"Go on out. I'll be done in just a second." He tells me softly.

"No," I argue with a lowered voice. "I don't trust her to talk to you. Just walk out with me and pretend you didn't hear her." Although I'm dead serious Jordi lets out a small laugh before pulling me into a hug and kissing me on the top of my head.

"Don't worry Bee," He tells me with a slight sense of humor in his voice. "I won't believe a word she says about your childhood obsession with Disney Channel."

"How did you-" My jaw drops and he laughs before opening the door for me. I take one lingering glance back into the room. As much as I want to believe that Tante Tess will make an effort to try and be here for me, the facts don't lie.

Jordi's POV

I don't bother walking back towards Dr. Heart. Instead I stand and stare at her waiting for her to say what ever she needed to.

"Jordi," Dr. Heart clears her throat. "What should we do?" I wasn't expecting this question. I pause, a tension lingering in the air.

"You're asking the wrong person." I state before walking out the door without another word.

Bee's POV

I haven't been out in the hallway 30 seconds before Jordi reemerges from the room. He nearly glances down at me before walking away.

"Hey!" I shout after him, rushing to keep up. "What was that about?" He stops dead in his tracks turning to me.

"Do you want to go for a drive?" He asks.

"Nurse Jackson said I should try and rest. If they find out that we sneaked out they'll never believe me again." I'm disappointed in my answer because I really truly do want to get out of the hospital for a bit.

"Well in my professional opinion some fresh air and T-Swizzle would do you some good." He is dead serious while I can't help but laugh

"T-Swizzle?" I smirk. "Whose side are you on Palacios?" He smiles down at me, his hard exterior breaking.

"Your's."

We sneak out of the hospital successfully, and borrow some a set of keys from one of the valet. Not long until we are standing outside of a gleaming convertible. My breath hitches in my throat and I swallow hard.

"You know," I begin and Jordi turns to look at me. "I'm actually not feeling this whole car ride thing." I can't take my eyes off of the passenger dashboard. It's almost like I can clearly see my dad slouched forward in the seat, his bleeding head resting on the dashboard. Jordi walks over to me.

"I'm never going to get over this." I mumble. He takes my hand but it's obvious he's at a loss for words. "I can't even think about getting into cars anymore." I choke out a weak laugh. "How pathetic right?"

"We don't have to go." Jordi tells me, his voice laced with concern.

"No." I snap. "I'll be fine. I just want to get out of this stupid place." He hesitates before reluctantly unlocking the car and opening the door for me. I take a deep breath before sliding in. ` I buckle my seatbelt and wait for Jordi. Once he's in and settled he plugs in the key. It's like everything goes into slow motion as I watch him turn the key and the engine rev to life. I suck in a quick gasp before whipping around to try and open the door. I completely forget I have my seatbelt on and slam back into the seat.

"Fuck." I say under my breath as I fumble with the buckle. Once I'm released I jump out of the car and pace quickly back and forth shaking. Jordi shuts off the car and hurries over to me.

"Hey are you-" He says.

"Sorry." I shake my head. "Sorry, sorry, I um.." I stop pacing and start walking out of the parking garage frazzled. Jordi follows after me.

We make it out of the dark garage and I'm blinded by the sunlight at first. I almost don't believe my eyes when I see someone standing on the edge of a nearby building. I gasp.
"Oh my God Jordi." I say before taking off in a sprint. "We've got to go!" I take off towards the building, my athletic stamina pretty pathetic from the time I've spent in the hospital. I didn't even think about Jordi and his leg. I snap my head around to look at him. He's behind me pushing through the obvious pain but I know in no time I'll be farther ahead than him. This couldn't wait.

I push my legs harder and soon I'm at the front entrance to the tall business building. I race in and everyone inside gives me a rude glare.

"There's someone on the roof." I pant. "They are going to jump. Where is the nearest way up." They all start blankly at me in shock. "Where's the nearest way up!" I shout and a man slowly points to an emergency stairwell.

I take off. My feet flying up those stairs. I'm exhausted by the time I reach the top. I see straight in front of me a young man in a suit sitting on the edge of the roof sobbing. He hears me walking over to him, takes one glance towards me before jumping to his feet.

"One more step and I jump!" He shouts and I stop dead in my tracks holding out my hands.

"Okay," I pant. "Okay." We state at each other silently a moment before I speak up again. "Jumping won't solve anything you know." I say

"Like you have any place to talk!" He scoffs.

"Look," I sigh. "I've been where you are. Just talk to me." He gives me another once over before shaking his head.

"You're hardly even 16, how could you possibly know what it's like to be laid off the job that you've invested your WHOLE LIFE in? Huh? How could you possibly understand what's it's like when your wife cheats on you for 4 years and then decides to just up and leave with no explanation?" He shakes his head.

"Oh yeah?" I snap. "How could you possibly know what it's like to watch almost your whole family die right before your eyes!" His glare softens.

"You're lying." He remarks quietly.

"You think I would make this shit up? Unlike you though I wasn't stupid enough to scar every passerby when I tried to commit suicide." His eyes goes wide and I nod. "Stop being an idiot and get down from there." I tell him crossing my arms.

It looks like he's considering it for a moment before shaking his head. "It's not worth it!" He shouts poising to jump. I run forward.

"Stop!" I scream. "Just hear me out!"

"Of all people to try and stop me it's you." He laughs. "I'm not the stupid one here, you are. You think this world is going to change? It won't! You said your family died? They're not coming back! Don't try and fool yourself into thinking that things are going to get better because they won't."

This hits me like a brick and for a second I'm tempted to get up there next to him. I'm stunned that anyone would say that to me. This whole time people have always been so sensitive towards me, never daring to say anything that could trigger any uncontrolled emotions. Suddenly I find my voice.

"It is worth it." I finally say. "So what if this job didn't work out? You said yourself that you invested a lot into it, that's going to pay off. Some place is desperate for you and your talents and you can't deny them that. And I'm sorry about your wife, but maybe she just wasn't the one! You're still young. You could meet someone even better a few years down the road and you'd never know if you jumped." His eyes soften and he slowly sits down. I walk cautiously over taking a seat beside him.

"It's not worth it." He says under his breath.

"No." I whisper, tears gathering in my eyes. "It's not worth it." I look up to see Jordi staring at me, in the doorframe of the stairs where I was standing no more than a few minutes ago. I can't help but wipe away a tear that slides down my cheek.

So I'm actually pretty proud of this chapter. It's kinda like that breaking point for Bee where she realized the extremity of her actions. She begins to see that life is so much more precious and even though times are hard, they will eventually get better. I hope if any of my lovely readers out there are going through a tough time that you can use this chapter as a reference that even to a stranger, your life is precious.

Special Shout outs to xoElle23 , and catluver9999. Also a great big shout out to Foreverlost98 for helping me out this week with my writer's block! If it wasn't for her great advice I probably wouldn't have been able to crank out this chapter. If you haven't yet, go check out her story New Reality. It's a lot like mine but probs 100X better lol! I'm sure you all would love it!

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