Bedding bad √

Meghan-37

Because I promised Linewhyte I was going to update yesterday
But really what's the difference btw yesterday and now? 😁

I didn't know what was happening, I'm not sure anything was but I felt light and my head felt like a ball of candy floss. I felt calm, maybe I was going to heaven, it wasn't so bad but my eyes faltered open and when I saw those green orbs blocking my view of everything else I knew there could be heaven on earth and I smiled. He pushed the hair away from my forehead.

'Go back to sleep captain, let the morphine work'. Then it was dark again, maybe I was dreaming.

I woke up to the annoying sound of things being placed on metal. As my ears adjusted to the harsh light, I scanned the room. White walls, cheap TV, IV fluid, no undies; hospital.

My mom stood to my left creating more of that annoying sound by placing more stuff on the small table there.

'Mom'. She was a little startled as she turned to caste sunken eyes on me.

'Baby. Are you okay?' she sat on the bed and caressed my cheek. Only then was I aware of the loud beeping sound from the heart monitor connected to me.

I nodded.

'Everything is just loud and my head hurts'. Her hand moved further up to gently massage my forehead.

'The doctor mentioned that possibility. It's the anesthetics. He had to reduce the painkillers until you were awake to ascertain how much pain you are in'.

'Everywhere hurts. What happened?'

She frowned.

'You were shot by your psycho ex but don't worry sweetheart, I got him locked up. You just have to give your statement to seal things up'.

I remembered that. I never thought Travis would shoot me, drunk and angry or not but then again I never thought he'd hit me either. I really feel like I never did know the guy.

'I can get the nurses to give you another dose of morphine if it hurts that badly'. Mom suggested but I declined.

'I want to be clear headed for now'.

She nodded and caressed the bandage around my abdomen.

'You got lucky, it missed tour lung only by a few centimeters. You are going to be fine baby'. She kissed my forehead.

I understood how this must have scared her. Imagine being a mom and losing your child to a drunk teenager with a bruised ego.

'How long do I have to stay here?' I asked

'Don't think about that now, just rest'. She kept caressing my head.

'Zayn is outside, the rest of the family left some hours ago, your friends too'.

'Can you let him in?'

'Of course, I'll let the doctors know you are awake'. She left to do as she had said and I just waited.

He shut the door too gently when he came in. His eyes were locked on mine as he took his seat beside me.

'Hey captain'. His voice was groggy.

'Have you been crying?' my voice was too but from lack of use.

'You were fucking shot. Did you expect me to go sing in the opera?'

I chuckled.

'Why the violence Rodriguez? It's okay to be a softie, don't worry'.

He shrugged.

'I'm a softie for you'. He took my hand in his and squeezed.

'Meghan, I love you'. I screamed oh my god in my mind then forced myself to calm down when the heart monitor veered out of its normal tract.