THE ONE WHERE SHE WANTED TO SEE HIM.
C H A P T E R T W O ;
a c h i n g. my body felt like a vessel of mush, i took a faster breath in as my airstream hitched and i began to panic. what was happening?
forcing my eyelids open, a bland pallet of colors formed together to make a closet, some paintings... a tickle in my throat made me cough, scratchy and heavy.
"you're up! they said it should be sometime today, oh wow, you're good?" noah popped his head into my view, a sympathetic expression on his face.
i slightly nodded, pushing myself up higher in the stiff bed, a fluid was attached through a tube in my arm. "you good?" he repeated.
"i'm really hungry," i admitted with a scratchy throat, watching a smile sweep over his face and onto my mouth too, the dizziness gone. he laughed, "you've been out for... i think maybe ten hours?"
"so, not dead?" i clarified as he shook his head and called for a nurse. soon enough she came in, adjusting the thin wire glasses on her face with large eye bags behind them.
i listened as she told me i could go home, how i should be more careful getting into a situation like that, apparently i almost died if it 'wasn't for a young boy'. she meant finn.
the nurse took me off medication while setting down a tray of low quality cafeteria food, and strolled out.
"er, is finn okay?" i turned to noah as he was gulping down my orange juice, with the knowledge that i hated it.
"he's amazing! i mean, he has to stay on bedrest for a day but he didn't get hospitalized like you... uh, he did want to wait for you in here. it just wasn't allowed," he took another large sip.
i cleared my throat, "wait, what even happened?" i pondered, trying to remember how i got here.
noah clanked down the glass on the tray and covered his mouth to not let a small burp escape, "you're that clueless huh," he wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"here's how it went..."
finn's pov (flashback):
"i love you too," i replied.
a few minutes had gone by and it was absolutely quiet... i mean what was there to say?
i really didn't know if we would make it out of here, but that's something she didn't need to know.
"millie?" i whispered, she didn't respond.