Kevin's POV:
I spent a few more days, and nights at the hospital. I went home occasionally but Bethany was still on my mind.
How could this even happen to her? I can't help but know how much this is my fault.
I put my head in my hands. Fuck. I hope she's aight.
"Hey uh Kevin?" I heard someone say in front of me.
I looked up and saw Jordan. "Wassup?"
"I'm going out to the coffee shop down the street. I thought you might've been hungry or something do you want me to pick you something up?" He said.
"I'll just go with you." I said, wanting to get out of this miserable place. And I guess Jordan isn't that bad.
"Cool." He said and walked away.
I followed him out and into a nearby coffee shop. I just got a plain coffee and sat down at a table. My heart was so broken I could barely think.
"Bethany has told me a lot about you." Jordan said, sitting across from me.
"Good or bad?" I asked, happy at the thought that Bethany talked about me while I was gone.
"Both." He shrugged.
"Like what?" I questioned.
"Like all the things you did to her and how hurt she was. She cried a lot too.." He trailed off.
That broke my heart even more.
"But some of the times she would tell me how much she loves you and how happy you made her and how she misses you more than anything." He said looking hurt.
"You care about her don't you?" I said.
"Well duh. I love her. But as long as she's in my life, friend, not friend, I don't care what she is I just need her. She's great." He said, sorrow in his eyes. "And I can't help but think all of this is my fault."
My eyes widened. "Nah nah it ain't even your fault. It's mine."
We both sat in silence for a bit.
I knew what we were both thinking.
We both wished Bethany could stand here and tell us that none of this was our fault.
•••••
It was so depressing to be here. Whenever the thought of losing B came up my stomach would sink and I wold just run outta the hospital and away from the thought of it.
This particular time, Bethany's mom followed me out.
"Hi Lisa," I said wiping a tear from my eye.
"Honey, are you alright?" She asked me with sympathy. It's been a while since she's talked to me.
"I miss her." I said, my voice cracking.
"Oh Kev," she said hugging me. "I miss her too. But she's here. She can here whatever you say to her I know it."
"I'm afraid. She probably hates me. I can't believe what I did to her." I cried into her shoulder.
"I know what you did to her. I heard her crying herself to sleep almost every night. But she could never hate you." She soothed. "She's always going to love you honey."
"I hope she knows how much I love her." I said.
"Trust me, she does." She said.
•••••
I finally decided to go in and see Bethany. It's been a month since I last saw her, and I'm hoping she looks like she has recovered.
I walked into the room.
The only sound were the beeps coming from the multitudes of machinery around her.
Little wires were stuck into her all over her body and her tan face was no longer bruised, and the scratches were only small red marks.
"Oh Bethany." I said sitting next to her. "You got no idea how much I miss you." I said taking her hand. "You got no idea how much I miss you voice. Please wake up. Please." I begged.
"I love you shawty." I said.
I looked at her beautiful face and closed eyes once more before walking out of the dark gloomy room.
Funny how she still looked more hot to me than anyone else in a little paper dress with casts all over her and a wool blanket over half her body. Still the most smoochiest girl I've ever seen.
I sighed to myself.
•••••
It was a week later, and Lisa sent me and Jordan home. She said we needed a break, and thought both of us protested, we both ended up walking out of the hospital and to our houses.
I was the shakiest person you'll ever meet. I was jittery and fast around the house and I couldn't stop moving around.
I needed to be at the hospital!
I decided to sneak out.
I got to the door and opened it.
"Kevin Michael, where do you think you're going?" My mom asked me.
"I uhhhh. To the uh-"
"If you're trying to go back to the hospital that is a big no no. Go to your room." She scolded.
"Really? I don't know if you know this but I ain't 3 anymore, sorry to break it to yuh." I said.
She pointed her finger at the steps and I rolled my eyes and walked up them and into my room.
This is fucking torture.
I sat in front of my window and looked in Bethany's room. I saw the edge of her bed where she would sit because she knew I could see her there.
She never told me that I simply figure that was why she always sat in that spot.
I imagined her there, reading her books or painting her nails or even eating. Sometimes she even sang and danced and when she noticed I was watching she would blush odee and fall on the floor, out of my sight.
That's when I would yell out that she was beautiful. Then I would tell her how much I love her.
And when she popped up from her floor with her hands over her face and me laughing at her, I knew I wanted to be with her forever.
I new I could never let her go.
God I can only imagine how badly she felt when I totally cut her off.
Fuck. I'm an asshole. (A/n: yes yes you are kev 🙂)
My phone rang and I quietly picked it up.
"Hello?"
Hi." It was Lisa.
"Wassup?" I asked.
"It's about Bethany." She said.
"What about her?" My heart started pounding.
"Oh Kev.." I could tell she was crying and my heart sunk.
"Wh-what happened?" I stammered.
"She's up. Bethany woke up."
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YAY BETHANY FINALLY WOKE 👀
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