Obsessed

Chapter 55

The drive to the hospital is beyond painful. Dylan gets an important call from his family so he drops me off and leaves, wishing Kyle a quick recovery. The secretary at the information desk sends me to the level Kyle is on and I frantically push the elevator button. If that's even something you can do frantically. Well, you can now.

I search for his room number as quickly as I can. There. I rush in and see Toby standing beside Kyle. I push past Toby so I can see Kyle. My heart beat increases. His right jaw is covered in dark purple graze. His right arm is in a sling and from what I can see of his upper body, it's pretty bruised. He looks relieved to see me. "How did this happen?" I say and he clears his throat.

"I was going to mum and the road was wet-"

"You were going too fast."

"Maybe a little. It wasn't a collision. I just sort of skidded on my side for a bit."

"Oh my God." I sigh and shake my head. "You have to be more careful! You could've died!"

"But I didn't. I'm fine."

"But you could have! My dad died. Is that what you want? To die young?"

"No Kristen! Wow. I'm fine." Kyle blurts out. Toby steps between us.

"I wouldn't have called you if I knew you were just going to upset him." He quietly says to me. "Can you calm down?"

"I'm sorry. I was so worried." I wince. I step past Toby and sit next to Kyle on the chair beside his hospital bed. "I'm sorry." I say to him after a moment's hesitation. "You scared me."

"I'm still breathing. You don't need to worry so much," he says and wriggles his left arm so it's closer to mine. I hold it tightly.

A doctor comes in. He is pale with short blond hair. "Kyle, it's Dr. Russell. Do you remember me?"

"How could I forget?" Kyle says grumpily and groggily.

"How is your head?"

"Hurts a bit."

"Usually we keep concussed patients overnight."

"No... please can I go home," Kyle says weakly.

"Have you been taking your mood-altering medication?" The Dr. says while he looks at his clipboard.

"Not really," Kyle answers after slight hesitation.

"Mood-altering?" I say and think back to what Denise told me. "Anti-depressants." 

Kyle nods. 

"What?"

"I'll let you two continue this in private." Dr. Russell says and heads to the door. "We can discharge you in ten minutes. After you and your guardian," He looks at Toby, "sign some forms." He leaves and I stand up.

"You...?"

"I have depression. Ok?"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not easy to slip in."

"It's not easy to slip in?!" I repeat. Toby leaves the room and shuts the door behind him. "What do you mean? I told you about my messed up family. I told you about my anxiety pretty much when we first met. I opened up to you. How hard could it have been to slip it in?"

"I'm not like you Kristen. I'm not an open book."

"What's so bad about being an open book?"

"I can't go around telling people my pathetic life story! You would never have taken me seriously if I told you everything. At least you're real around me and you don't have to worry about saying "the wrong thing.""

"Being real is that important to you?"

"Yes."

"You aren't real at all. You hide behind this 'bad boy' image and ride a motorcycle and act all cocky when really you're too afraid of yourself to admit who you are." 

He doesn't answer. He looks at the wall behind me. 

"You don't want to open up to me after all this time: fine."

"Kristen, I do want to open up to you. I do. Really. Please, I love you."

I step backwards and I open the door. "Don't say something you don't mean, Kyle." Then I walk out without turning back.

I end up sitting on the curb near a van and a convertible outside the hospital and crying into my palms. So many salty tears trickle down my cheeks. Nothing. I know nothing about him. And whenever I learn something, more questions come out of it. He doesn't want to tell me anything yet expects me to be fine with what I eventually find out. I could have supported him more, if I knew. It would have been able to explain his sleeping patterns, his random pessimistic days, and his random anger. If I knew...

I keep crying as cars pass me. Why am I so whiny? Not everything is about me. I take a deep breath and lift my head up. A stranger stands behind me. A man, quite broad and tall. "I'm fine." I say to myself with gritted teeth. He steps closer from behind the van. I get an overwhelmingly bad feeling about him.

I stand up and try to get where there are more people. I start walking away but the stranger grabs my arm and starts pulling me towards a car. I scream at the top of my lungs. My heart beat accelerates faster than ever before. I've never been more afraid of what's going to happen to me. I continue thrashing and screaming but he covers my mouth and hits me in the stomach till I truly can't breathe.

Then I see Toby and Kyle rushing over to me. Toby punches the guy in the face. He topples backwards and I fall to the ground. Toby puts his arms around me. "Are you ok?" 

I wipe my tears and breathe in and out. I try to speak but I can't find any words. Toby gasps. I turn around to see the guy stand up and go to kick us, but Kyle rushes forward. Kyle goes to punch the stranger with his left arm but the guy dodges and punches Kyle in the head. I scream again. Kyle falls to the floor and the guy runs off.

I make it to Kyle's side in less than a second. "Kyle! Kyle!" I say and shake him.

"Kri-sten," he begins before his eyes flicker shut.

"Get help!" I yell to Toby who runs back to the hospital at full speed.

"You're going to be ok. Everything is going to be ok."

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Hope you liked this chapter!

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Thankyou for joining me on Kristen and Kyle's journey - but as it's coming to a close, I have started a new journey. Check out The Secrets of Cedar Creek by Aurora Rain (me lol) if you're in need of some more romantic drama.
Please please please check it out!! Personally, as it was written a good five years later, I would say its got better writing and even more lovable characters!

xxx

Aurora