𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 - 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒃𝒚 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌

𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗

I open my eyes. I was in a bright room. The heart monitor spikes when I panic. "Whoa hey hey you're okay." He says from beside me, grabbing my shoulder. "What..." I say, scanning the room. "What happened?" I ask, leaning back. "You have a broken wrist." He says, I look around, my body feeling fuzzy from whatever drugs I was given. "Where's Sam and Colby...and um..." I try to think, but my mind feels blank. "At the hotel with everyone else." He says, I nod. "Where is Colby..." I mumble. "I have to..." I begin to say before giggling. "I wanna tell him a seeeecret." I say through giggles. "Oh yeah?" He asks. "Yep! Wanna know it?" I ask. "Sure." He says, pulling the chair closer. "I have a big crush on him." I say, smiling wide as I hold my broken and unbroken arm out, indicating how much I loved Colby. "You do?" He asks. "Yup! I have since...vine." I say, messing with the hem of the blanket. "I bet he likes you too, I heard he followed you back on everything." He says, I laugh. "Please, he would never like me, I'm fat, and ugly, and stupid and clumsy." I say, listing off my fingers as I spoke. "Why do you think that?" He asks. "Because duh!" I say before rolling on my side and closing my eyes. "Good night." I mumble before falling asleep.

𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝... 

I open my eyes, the bright lights blinding me. "Ugh...where am I?" I mumble. "Hospital, you broke your wrist." Sam says as he scrolls on his phone. "Fuck...I'm sorry, I ruined your video..." I say, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I'll book a flight home." I say, looking for my phone. "Why would you do that?" Sam asks. "I ruined your video; I don't want to ruin it anymore." I say, still looking for my phone. "Adeline, you didn't ruin anything. We want you in the video. Besides, doctor said it was a minor fracture, you'll be able to leave as long as you don't show any signs of a concussion." He explains, putting his phone in his pocket. I nod. "How long was I out?" I ask. "Only overnight. Colby said you woke up a few hours ago, said you told him a secret but when I asked about it, his face got red, and he walked away." Sam explains. "Oh..." I say, trying to recall the conversation, but can't remember. "I'll go find the doctor, see when you can get discharged." Sam says as he leaves the room. I nod. "How am I supposed to pay for this?" I ask myself, scolding myself for being stupid and falling. I sigh.