"Kaytlyn!" Noah yelled with excitement in his voice as he walked in through the hospital door.
"Noah!" I mocked.
He ran over to my bedside and brought me into a comforting hug.
I hugged back as I felt Lilli get off of the bed.
Me and Noah untangled ourselves from the hug.
"Are you okay? How are you feeling? When did you wake up? Are you hungry? Do you need something from home? Did they-," Noah tried to say, but I cut him off due to the thousand questions that I could not answer all at once.
"One question at a time."
"Sorry... how are you doing?" Noah calmed himself.
"Good, the nurse said I should be outta' here later today." I answered.
"That's good." Noah said before continuing.
"I can run home and get you some clean clothes, or I can go grab you some food?"
I shook my head, although I was starving and I really wanted out of this hospital gown, I didn't want Noah to be driving anywhere for me.
But Lilli knows me too damn well.
"Chipotle sounds great and yeah, just get her a casual outfit like black tights and a hoodie." She said, giving me the 'don't deny it' look.
"Okay, yeah sure. Is it okay if I leave you guys for roughly twenty minutes?" He asked.
Lilli nodded her head, and then he looked over to me for my response.
"I really don't want you to drive anywhere for me." I said.
"I know you'd do the same for me, besides I love driving." He stated.
I sighed.
"Okay..." I said.
Noah stood up straight and walked out of the door.
"When your brother offers you food, take it." Lilli said and we both burst out into laughs.
She's my sister, my other half, my parter in crime, my go-to person, she is my best friend.
I smiled at the thought.
Then my smile faded, and became a blank stare.
Hunter.
Yeah, yeah, they saved me, but I wouldn't have needed saving if they never brought me into all of this.
"I'll give you guys a minute." Lilli said.
"No, it's okay, you don't..." I tried to say, but trailing off of my words at the end.
Lilli walked out anyways.
I turned my focus back to Hunter, his hands were behind his back and he met my eyes.
Without saying anything, he walked over to me.
He brought his hands where I could see them, and in the palm of his right hand, he had a flower.
It looked like a pink rose.
(Below)
He smiled at me and walked out.
Then I recognized what this flower was, and the meaning behind it.
It is the flower from Romeo and Juliet.
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"Thank you Miss. Flores. You are free to go, just take it easy for about a week or so." The nurse said kindly.
I smiled back at her before I began to quickly walk out of the hospital doors.
"Kaytlyn!" Noah yelled at me from down the hall.
I kept walking, I wanted to get out of here.
Noah caught up to me and gently grabbed my arm.
"Take it easy." He told me.
"Im not allowed to walk? I'm not crippled, Noah." I stated.
"But you are." He tried to mumble under his breath, but I heard him anyways.
I sent him a death glare as he put his hands up in defence as we kept walking.
Lilli and Kyle stayed at home, they are making dinner, so Noah offered to pick me up and drive me home.
I told him that he didn't have to, but he insisted.
I climbed into his BMW and he did the same on the drivers side.
"I'm not letting you out of my sight, got that?" Noah stayed as he began to drive.
"Noah, I'm not seven years old." I complained.
"I know that, but I don't want you leaving the house without a gang member with you, okay?" He somewhat repeated himself.
"I don't need a babysi-," I attempted to say, but Noah cut me off.
"They're not babysitters, they are protection! I'm not going to let them take you again!"
I shut my mouth, he wasn't kidding.
I turned my body towards the window, not wanting to make eye contact.
I didn't want to get involved in a gang life in the first place...
After a long, well, what felt like long, silent car ride, we arrived at home.
I pushed the car door open and shut it on my way out as I bolted for the house.
I flung the front door open, without paying attention to any of my surroundings, I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom.
I shut my door.
I leaned backwards onto the coldness of my wooden door and I slid down until I was in my own little ball.
"Why." I said to myself.
Mainly aiming towards the flower that's still in my pocket.
I took the flower out of my pocket and just looked at it.
This flower represents promise, hope, and new beginnings.
I don't know what he meant by it, or why he gave it to me.
I continued with my thoughts, but then I realized how hard the floor was.
I got up off of the floor and walked over to my bed before flopping down and going back into my deep thoughts.
I fell into a deep sleep. And I dreamt about a dance.
A dance routine.
To a specific song, with specific dance moves, with a specific face expression.
🎶 Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand it
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me, uh
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it
Mmm, baby, I don't understand it🎶
Then I was awoken by Lilli telling me that dinner is ready.
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