Finn's POV:
I quickly walked back into Bayley's room.
She turned to me, "Finn."
My heart raced, "Bayley."
It was like seeing a ghost.
"Finn, why are you here?" She asked.
"The hospital called me."
"How long have you been here?"
"Since you got into the car crash."
She looked down, "You've been here for two months?"
I nod, "I couldn't leave you."
"Why? You didn't have a problem leaving before."
I lift her head up softly, "And I regret doing that."
"And I regret what I said." She mumbles.
I put my arms around her and she places her head on my chest.
"Where's Becky?" She asks.
I smile slightly, "I broke everything off with her, not that we had anything."
She nods and looks around.
"Carmella and Enzo think you're dead." I say quickly.
"What why?"
"You flat lined."
She laughs slightly, "I woke up, so I took the IV out."
I nod and smile at her.
"What're you smiling at Bálor?" She asks while smiling.
"You."
She shakes her head and blushes slightly.
"Stop being cute, my head hurts."
She did look sickly, she was pale and boney. The bags under her eyes were terrible. I felt bad just seeing her like this.