Unforgettable

Chapter 13~ New Day

Author's Note-

It's here yay! Before you read, you might get slightly confused, but no worry I'm here to explain. It's two weeks ahead, and Stormie's out of the hosptial. Things are still stormy between Eden and Stormie (stormy, lmfao!) . Well, I'm thinking of auditioning for this highschool, which is a performing arts school, and thinking of doing a creative writing audition. Anyone think I should? Anyhow, I'll leave you to be:)

Enjoy, and as usual, COMMENT/VOTE!

-Dani

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~Chapter 13~

(Stormie's P.O.V)

 
I've been quiet for the past two weeks, since Rydar visited me. I can't believe she hid that secret from me all these years. Then she broke the news she was running away. I threatened to chase after her, no matter what condition I was in. She thinks she's the one to blame, but she's not.

I'm stuck on this stupid couch, watching the program I don't even like. I mean those fake tans? Ew, please Snooki, stop wearing all that crap. Make yourself an better influence on your son! I wrinkled my nose in distaste. Rydar hid the remote, so I had no clue where it was. I was never good at egg hunting when I was younger on Easter morning.

I'm still a little sore from all my injuries, especially in my chest, where one of my major injuries were there. I'm on strict doctor's orders, little movement whatsoever, and no energy drink, coffee, or any caffeine . I hate the last rule. I literally breathe caffeine. When I don't have coffee or energy drink in the morning, I'm like Regina George from Mean Girls on extreme bitch mode.

I don't blame Rydar or Eden for not wanting to be around me. But at the same time, it's rather lonely. I haven't heard from the boys in a while. I'd call them, but then I would have to go upstairs to grab my phone. I'm really not allowed to walk stairs, another order from the doctor. Either Rydar or Eden have to help me up there, or they get what I need for me. But, they're not in the hotel room right now.

I decide to try to walk up the stairs by myself to grab my phone. I can't stand to watch Jersey Shore anymore. I know Rydar turned it on to annoy me. Damn that British woman! I grimaced as I hit the first step. My chest started throbbing as I reached the third step. I gritted my teeth as I kept navigating my way up the stairs.

 Then a knocking at the door startled me, causing me to miss my step. My other foot slipped, and I fell down the stairs. My body landed on the floor with a loud thud. My chest, gut, and head were hurting incredibly bad. Why I forced myself to go up the stairs, I would blame my conscience later, as I went to open the door.

I opened the door to see Harry standing there, with a large brown paper bag. He smiled tentatively, his green eyes reproachful.