Guts

My dad looked like he hadn’t slept in days. He had dark circles under his eyes and a 5 o’clock shadow. He rushed up to the bed and engulfed me in a huge hug. It hurt a little but that was okay, I was just happy to see him. He already knew what had happened so I didn’t have to explain myself. Jack and Maria left to get some food so we could have some alone time.
We pretty much just caught up on what was going on. He told me about his job and how my family missed me. I told him about school and the band. We stayed away from the topic of why I was there, neither of us really wanting to talk about it. Maria was the first to show back up; she said Jack was talking with the doctors and that I should be getting released that day. She told us my mom was there also.

I looked at my dad for any sign of discomfort about being around her again, but there was none, only sadness. Jack and my mom walked in together and announced that I was going to be discharged soon. When my mom saw my dad was there, she ran up to him and hugged him and started crying again. After a few minutes she composed herself and set about to collecting my things and getting ready to leave.

The doctors came in and gave instructions about the medicine that was to be applied to my burns and they also gave my parents a number to a therapist I would be seeing soon (great). We thanked them and set off for my house. This was just great, four days into Christmas break and I had spent it in the hospital.

We made it home and my mom went to the kitchen to heat up some food and my dad made arrangements with the therapist. Jack went to go get a movie and Maria helped me up to my room. It hurt to walk, or touch anything for that matter. My clothes irritated me and I was dreading getting into bed. I heard my father call out that he was going to pick up my meds.
Once e we made it to my room I started trying to take off my shirt but I could hardly move. Before I could say anything Maria started pulling off my shirt gently then went to search my drawers for a pair of shorts. I sat on the bed and Jack came in. Maria handed him my shorts and walked out of the room. He gave the shorts a puzzled look, and then it dawned on him. He looked to the shorts, then back at me.

The look on his face was priceless!

*I am a dude, you are a dude, and we were in high school! I didn’t want to take off another guys pants! But you were my bro, so I closed my eyes and dealt with it. You are so lucky I love you Lex, and now I love taking off your pants, all the time ;) *
^Jack! I am telling this story!
*And I’m telling them how I love taking off your pants*

Anyway he helped me out of my pants and into shorts and I laid down on the bed, it was uncomfortable, but not unbearable. My mom and Maria came in with food and my mom left while we put a movie in. Jack let me pick, thankfully I don’t think I could handle Home Alone right now, we put in Peter Pan and settled into my bed. Maria was on the edge curled up to Jack who was in the middle and I was on the other edge. Sometime during the movie we had all drifted off, I guess the hospital stay drained all of us. I faintly heard my mom and dad talking outside the door about what was going to happen with me. I drifted off again and then sort of came back to when my parents came to check on me, I heard them call Jack and Maria’s parents to tell them what happened and that they would be staying because we were all exhausted.

The next morning I woke up and Jack and Maria were still passed out so I got out of bed as quietly as I could, painfully I might add, and went to the bathroom. I was headed to the kitchen when I heard my parents talking about weather or not I should stay in the US or go back with my dad. I already knew going with my dad would be disastrous; I couldn’t leave my friends or my band. I was glued in place, did I talk to them or did I just go and pretend like I didn’t hear them? Before I could change my mind the changed the subject.

My mom told my dad how hard it was with out him. How much she missed him, he told her he felt the same, but he just couldn’t live in the US, it was too hard. He told her it killed him to be away from us, but he needed to be close to Tom and his family. I heard my mom start crying and before I started walking, I felt someone come up behind me and huge me ever so lightly.
I turned around and it was Maria, she gave me a knowing look then took my hand and led me to the kitchen. I sat down and she got the burn cream they prescribed to me and started putting it on. The whole time neither of us spoke. When she was done I just broke down and started bawling.

I had caused my parents heartache, I hurt my friends, I had just caused so many problems and I felt so guilty. I just wanted all of the pain to go away. I wanted to just be happy, but I knew that wouldn’t happen.

Maria held me while I cried then got my pain meds and anti-depressant and handed them to me and led me back to the room and helped me into bed next to Jack and she told me she had to go home for a little but would be back soon. She kissed me on the forehead and gave Jack a kiss on the cheek and then she was gone.

Notes

Sorry its been a week guys, these past few days have sucked.
I was dumped,I od'd and ended up in the hospital, I have been really depressed. This story was kind of a reflection of mine and my boyfriends relationship, so this is going to be hard to write, but I'm going to push on because I have put so much time and effort into it and have big plans for it still. I love you guys and thanks for reading it!

Also I am starting a Black Veil Brides fanfic, if you want the link let me know and you can read it!

xoxo ^.^