Secret Angel

Chapter 8

Lily's Pov :

I woke up in a hospital bed.

Today I am going into surgery.

I already texted Scott late last night that I was in the hospital.

I looked on my phone, to see his response.

I'm really sorry babe, but my dad has me doing things around the house. Good luck in surgery. I love you.

I sighed, he couldn't even be hear with me.

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The surgery was a success.

The doctor said they put it in back into place.

But, he also said I had to be in the hospital for a whole week.

This is gonna be boring.

They won't even put a new cast on.

I can't fly for a whole week.

This is gonna be a pain.

I will have nothing to do, but stare at a white wall.

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It's been three days since the sugery, I have four more days until I leave this death trap.

My parents visit everyday.

Scott never showed.

It is already 3 in the afternoon, and I have spent it watching the plain white wall.

All of a sudden Scott comes rushing into the room.

"Scott." I said.

Scott looked at my face and then my foot.

He pulled a chair up to my bed holding my hand.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Where have you been?" I asked, dodging his question, my anger rising up.

Scott looked down, "I told you."

"That was 3 days ago!" I yelled at him, yanking my hand out of his.

"I know your angry, but-" he started to say before I interupted him.

"If you really loved me, you would be here anyway." I snapped at him.

"What do you want me to do? Go and disobey my father! I can't do that!" he yelled back at me.

"You snuck out before! Remember that! I had the flu and you said you couldn't stay away while I wasn't doing good! The next day you never were caught!" I reasoned with him.

He sighed. "I'm sorry." He said, not even looking in my direction.

I scoffed at him.

How could he?!

We have been together for so long!

If he was hurt, I would be there in a heartbeat.

But he wasn't...

I don't love him anymore.

"We need a break." I whispered.

"What?!" He said, jumping from his seat.

"I need some space, I need to think." I said, fighting back tears.

"Fine! I can give you time." He said and stomped out of the room.

I lay my head back on my pillow and cry.

My heart hurts, it hurts so bad, I wish it could stop.

I wish they had medicine to relieve the pain of a broken heart.

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2 more days left in this death bed.

My heart is still wounded.

I cried myself to sleep the other night.

All day today and yesterday, I have stared at this white wall, thinking.

Thinking about Drew.

I don't know how his name or face got in my head the past 2 days, but it has.

The day we met...

The day he trusted me...

The same day when he kidnapped me again...

The night he needed me and I wasn't there...

I was there though.

I saw the pain he was in and was too selfish to think of making him feel better.

Why didn't I discover this sooner?

I need to see Drew...

Not for him to heal mt broken heart but to awaken it from a long slumber.

I'm coming Drew!

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Today is the day, I get out of the hospital.

Yay!

The nurse came in and asked me which color I wanted for my new cast.

I told her blue.

She came back, put it on and also gave me crutches.

My parents checked me out of the hospital.

As soon as I was outside I loved it.

The air.

The wind.

The trees.

The setting sun.

I missed the outdoors.

I am most definitely flying tonight.

As soon as I get home, I finally get a home cooked meal.

My parents know about the getting space thing with Scott.

I don't miss him anymore.

All I want is to see Drew.

I ate my food in peace.

It was already 9 in the evening and it was dark out so I think I'm gonna go see Drew tonight.

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