[January 17th, 2021]
I wake up once again but now I'm in a bed. As my eyes open, I'm hit by a bright light. I move to cover my eyes but I feel a jolting pain in my side. I hiss in pain and quickly move my arm back down to my side making it worse. As my eyes adjust and I realize that I'm in a hospital bed. I look to my side and see Jess. I have no clue why in the world she'd be worried about me. She's stated that our relationship isn't going to work out, but why is she here? I smile, happy that she cares about my well being. She's asleep right now so I won't wake her up to ask. I let my thoughts run wild. I can't really remember all of what happened, and all that I do remember is a searing pain in my lower body. A bright light and a horrible screeching sound. Then a thump. Oh. Yeah, I got hit by a car. I hear a door open and a doctor walks in and puts on a smile. "Ah, Mr.Hues, you're awake." I look at him and the smile on my face dissipates. I can see right through his act. "How bad is it?" He looks at me and the smile turns to a frown. "You broke 4 ribs and both of your legs, and that was you getting lucky." I look on glad that I was fortunate to get off with just that. "How long will it take for it to heal?" "Anywhere from 6-8 weeks." Thats way too long! I won't be able to pay my rent, I can't work, I can't use a computer. "How much is this going to cost?" "I'm not sure but my guess is around $49,000." That's way too much, I can't afford that! At this rate I'll go into debt and be behind on my taxes! I look on shocked and disheartened by the cost of my bill. "Well anyways, you have 5 converse breaks in your ribs, 1 convers break on your left leg, and another converse break on your right leg. They aren't that bad so you can keep it in a cast and heal like that, any more questions?" I think for a minute. "How long will I be staying here?" "About 4 and a half days, anything else?" I try to think about any other questions but I can't think of anything. I look down at the girl sleeping in the chair next to me. "She was really worried, you know?" She? Worried? For some reason that struck me as odd. I guess that I thought that she just didn't care about me anymore, but for some odd reason she does. Or at least she cared enough to visit me. "What is she to you?" "My Ex." He looked a little surprised at that, and I can understand why. Ex's typically just discard whoever it is they're leaving behind. I've never understood why though. Is it for the sake of the person they're dumping? Maybe to help them get over it quicker? Is it for them? I'm not sure. "She sure seems to see you more highly than just an Ex-Boyfriend." "Maybe she still wants to be my friend?" He ponders for a moment. "Maybe..." He says. I stare onwards for a moment and collect my thoughts. The doctor soon leaves and I wonder if I should wake her up. I think that it'd be a good idea. I'm sure that she was worried. "Jess... hey Jess." "Mmmmm..." I hear her groan as she wakes. She looks up at me drowsy and a tear comes to her eye. "Jack..." she suddenly grabs me and embraces me, much to my displeasure. I howl in pain. "Jack, I thought that you had died when I heard that you got hit by a car!" She sobs into my shoulder as a tear rolls down my cheek, not from sadness or happiness, but rather the fact that my ribs are crushed, and any sudden movements makes me feel immense pain. "It's alright, I'm here." I say to her. "I was surprised to see you here, I didn't think that you'd come." She pulls away from the hug and looks at me almost hurt by my words. "Why would you ever think that?" I thought that that'd be obvious, I mean she broke up with me and since then hasn't talked to me for... I don't even know how long. I have no clue how long I've been unconscious. "Hey, how long have I been asleep?" She thinks for a moment and responds. "It's been about a day and a half, and you still haven't answered me." She sort of turns a slight pink and her cheeks puff out a little. I have to answer her I guess. "I just figured that you wouldn't want to be friends anymore since I'm your Ex. That you thought it'd be too awkward." "Of course I still want to be friends Jack! I just thought that you'd hate me for just letting you go like that... that's why I haven't messaged you or called you." So it was for my sake, huh? I guess that answers one question.