(chapter
seven)
I woke up to a slow beeping sound, and quiet whispering. I
kept my eyes shut tight, trying to keep my breathing deep and
slow.
"Do you think she'll be okay?" a voice asked, worried.
"I think she has a few fractured ribs, one broken arm...other
than that, yes. Who did you say you were again?" The
doctor, I assumed, sounded suspicious as they asked.
"Her...boyfriend. I'm her boyfriend."
"Oh, well. She seems to be waking up now."
My heartbeats grew more frantic and the doctor chuckled under
their breath because they probably knew I'd been listening the
whole time.
I opened my eyes, expecting Dean. Apoligetic and sad. I
expected the words, I'm so sorry please forgive
me.
Instead, I saw someone else.
Seth. My eyes went wide as I stared at him staring at me,
wondering why he was here, and then wondering if he knew why
I was here.
"What are you doing here?" I blurted out, unable to help myself
and I saw his shoulders deflate only slightly, before he was up
and out of his seat, his face close to mine.
"What the hell happened last night?" Seth asked, and my
heartbeat sped up at his angry tone.
I swallowed. I watched him raise his hand and everything
stopped.
Why couldn't I escape this life? Everywhere I went, someone
wanted to cause me pain.
"Please, no," I panted, flinching away from his hand. "Please,"
I mumbled into my knees.
"Haden."
I looked up.
"You thought I was going to hit you?" There was an angry edge
to his voice, and his eyes went kind of flat. I just stared at
him. His hands raised again, but this time I decided I would
rather see the hit coming than flinch away. He simply put his
hands on both sides of my face, leaning in close so I could
count his freckles if I wanted to.
"I would never hit you. Ever." I nodded even though I
didn't really believe him.
He exhaled deeply, his chest rising and falling.
"Who did this to you?"
The night was fuzzy. Everything after Dean found me was
fuzzy.
I could remember the pain, the taunting, and then I think at
some point I had blacked out.
"No one."
"I found you there," Seth said slowly, his fist clenching and
unclenching slightly. "I found you lying on the ground
bloody!You didn't do that yourself, god damnit!" he neary
shouted, before he lowered his voice.
"I fell," I said flatly, believing it would be easier if I
ended it now.
Dean wouldn't hurt him this way.
For some reason, I wanted to protect this dimpled, sweet boy
who had promised to never hit me.
"I don't believe you," Seth said, shaking his head, staring at
me with determination in his eyes.
"That's too bad then," I half-shouted. "Just get out," I
whispered, drained.
When he didn't leave, I yelled it again. "Get out! I don't want
to see you."
Seth shoved himself up.
I closed my eyes, turned my head, and didn't bother to watch
the door slam shut after him.
I had done him a favor. Knowing me would only screw up his
life. I won't be that selfish, I thought to myself as
just one tear rolled down my cheek. I wiped it away.
No more crying.
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