《Her tutor》45
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What... no no I didn't want this! I want it to succeed not for it fucking fail. Before I knew it I threw up over the side making my entire body weak.
"Miss... you want some people to know you are awake or not yet?" The doctor said as I stared at him.
I shook my head no slightly and he nodded before leaving. How could I face everyone after I have trying to off myself. How much of a coward I was to push them away. It's my fault I'm in here might as well run away at this point.
I sat in the lobby waiting... waiting... soon my head fell on Eva's shoulder. I was still awake I was just really tired.
"Anna why don't you go to sleep..." Emma said and I shook my head no but my eyelids start to fall heavily.
"Peyton Wright!" We heard as I walked up with Peyton's family.
"She's out of ICU we'll put her in a room and I believe she won't be able to leave here for at least a week. The damaged to her middle abdomen has been healed improperly-" I zoned his voice out when I saw Peyton being taken into a room.
"The max per people is 5 right now." He said as we ordered them a big room because we wanted as much space as possible.
"Uhmm Room 241B I'll check in with her later." He said walking away. I still despise the doctor...
I walked in first to the room and she was on the same machines she was last time. Except she had a ventilator on for whatever happened inside her. I zoned out while the doctor was explaining it. It was 2am so people should have been asleep.
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Peyton laid on the bed. Paxton pulled the blanket down to see her bruise which was only covered by a wrap around her full torso.
I sat in the chair that was next to Peyton while her dad came in.
"Wait where's mom?" Paxton asked standing up.
"One of us had to go or stay. We're limited on our sick and vacation days... and they need both of us in the eastside after tomorrow before we lose our job... I'm so sorry Paxton." He said as Paxton just bursted into tears.
"No! You said you would be there for her! You said you wouldn't leave our side now what are you doing?!" She said before trying to pound on his chest while Lucas grabbed ahold of her.
He looked at me before I tried to avoid eye contact with him. He came over to Peyton kissing the top of her forehead and I could hear a faint 'I'm sorry'.
Paxton fell asleep in Lucas's arms. Their dad fell asleep in a chair. I stayed up cause I wasn't able to sleep. Eventually I did after an hour.
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I woke up early. The only people in the room was Me, Peyton, Paxton, and Lucas. Her dad must have left.
"He left a few minutes ago..." I heard seeing Peyton.
She sat up throwing up on the blanket we got for her. I could hear her whimper as her body collapsed falling. I caught her before her head could hit something. She laid her head on my shoulder before sobbing.
"I'm sorry." she said repeating the same thing over and over while sobbing and hugging me tightly.
"Hey it's okay. Look at me it wasn't your fault." I said hugging her tight.
"No this was my fault I'm sorry..." she said as she sobbed into my chest.
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"It wasn't your fault... I promise. Your meds were tampered with which means you wouldn't have felt this way..." I said and I could still hear her sobs in my chest.
I stroked her hair and rubbed her back. I reached for the red button to call for help so the nurse would know she woke up.
"Anna... it hurts..." she said has she was holding onto her torso.
"I know it does darling. Just hang in there okay?" I said and used her hand. She dug her nails in my skin through my hand has I was intertwining our fingers.
"Peyton?" We heard seeing Paxton.
She got up rushing over to Peyton. She hugged her tight hesring her so the same thing she did to me. She repeated a 'I'm sorry' and sobbed.
"Where's mom? Where did dad go?" She asked and Paxton shook her head. She cried on her shoulder has Paxton looked at me.
Soon a nurse came in. She checked if the machines were still working. She flinched every time the nurse would try to touch her.
I looked down to see her hand intertwined with mine. After she was done she made Peyton laid down. She didn't let go of my hand even when the doctor asked her too.
I could feel trembling and shaking in her hands so she was afraid of hospitals. The nurse left as I kissed the back of Peyton's hand. She looked at me as I rubbed her hand. She scooted over patting the spot next to her.
"Peyton I can't get in." I said smiling and laughing a little.
She frowned before asking me again to sit next to her.
"Anna... lay next to her." I heard seeing Paxton.
I sighed before I got in the bed. I put Peyton'a head in my neck. I pulled her closer and she nuzzled her head.
I kissed the top of her head before just letting out an entire sigh of relief. She's back in my arms and this time I'm not letting go...
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