Chapter Seventy Seven-Anger & Jealousy

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Jordan's pov
  I woke up in immediate pain shooting through my body as i nearly screamed in pain. This broken body thing was getting old quick, i had too many things going on in my life i had to deal about instead of sitting here in pain. Funny how my whole life wasn't really anything big but the one time i have multiple stuff to figure out and do, i can't do it. My body itched in pain, i wanted it to go away so badly. Ms. Nicoles rushed in with some other nurses trailing behind here. One was shooting something through the IV in my arm, the other was prepping some food and Nicoles was adjusting my seat. "What are you putting in me?" I asked scared for my life. "It's just pain medication love, it'll help." I heard Nicoles say beside me, i nod and relax my body slightly as a tray of food is laid out in front of me. Way better food than the stuff i got when David had me. I almost moaned when the bacon entered my mouth, it wasn't great, but it was so much better than what i've eaten in a while. "Someone's hungry," i roll my eyes at Sam standing near the door. "Shut up, you have no idea how long it's been since i've gotten a descent meal." I mumbled, shoving the dry biscuit into my mouth. Colby walked up behind him, making me internally roll my eyes, but not show any expression on the outside. "So you DONT want taco bell?" He asked holding up a paper bag. "Oh my God yes i do." I was handed the bag, my body punching me back as i moved. My face scrunched, but i quickly wiped it away with a fake smile, covering my pain. "Thanks you guys," i smiled at Sam, letting my eyes travel to Colby, where they dimmed slightly. My heart burned, i didn't want to be in the same room as him. But i couldn't really get up to leave. "How long was Aryia here for?" Sam asked sitting down and taking a taco from the bag. "Aryia?" Colby asked. "Pretty late actually, i'm surprised they let him for that long." I said, ignoring Colbys question completely. "Why was Aryia here?" He asked again, someone was mad. Why does it matter to him? I look back at him, the same attitude he gave to me, "because he cares." My eyes burned into his, anger pouring out of him while my face stayed expressionless. He looked away from my eyes burning into his soul. His gaze felt see through, he was hurting pretty bad, but i wondered if anyone else saw. I shook my head, unwrapping my taco. I have to remember i broke up with him, because of what he did. I did nothing but have the guts to do it, like Sam said. I wondered if he had been crying just as much as i was. A part of me wanted him to tell me he would never do that, that he was lying to me. Just so i could tell him how much i cared, how much i cried over him. How much i had loved him. But i couldn't. He wasn't mine and i wasn't his. Eventually i would be back to normal, healthy, and i would go back to Colby because he said he will wait, and i would be ready. But it would be too late then. He would probably have a girlfriend that didn't want to run from her problems. Or someone that gave him endless love that i couldn't give, simply because i didn't know how to. Then i would be back to square one, a loop of regret. But if that was my faith, maybe i would have to live with it. "We talked to Emily." Sam blurted out to me. I choked on my food in surprise, gasping for air as i sat up. "You- you WHAT?" I yelled, still coughing my lungs up. I felt Colby pat my back, trying to help. "You realize you could've just put everyone's lives including mine and yours at risk, right? Its bad enough that the leech knew i didn't kill you guys, including- oh fuck." I covered my eyes, remembering David was still alive. "What? Who?" Sam asked looking at me. Was i talking too fast? I felt like my mind was spinning faster than me. I felt my heart pound and my vision go blurry. I needed to get out of here, i needed to deal with David before he tried to deal with me. I threw the blanket off of me, swinging over the bed side opposite of the two boys. "I gotta get out of here." I mumbled, ripping the IV out of my arm. "Jordan what the fuck are you doing?!" I heard Colby scream. I didn't listen, i couldn't respond back. I had to get to him before he got to me. I take a few steps before stumbling, my knees locking on me. I felt familiar arms catch my fall and bring me up right. "Are you crazy? What are you doing?" I shove Colby off of me, i could stand by myself. "Don't touch me, i could handle myself." I snapped, walking passed him. He picked me up with ease and placed me back where i was. I glare at him before seeing Sam in the corner of my eyes stand up. "I'll get a nurse." He hurried to get to the door, but i raised my hand up faster, slamming the door on him. "There's no need for that i'm perfectly fine." I said sternly. "You are definitely not fine Jordan, you're going to get hurt." Colby said to me, resting his hand on my shoulder. I rolled my eyes, picking his hand up and dropping it in the air. "I told you to stop touching me, Colby. Stop acting like you care." I said, keeping my voice low and cold. He threw his hands up, rolling his eyes at me. "If i didn't care J i wouldn't be here in the first place! I don't know why you always assume i'm going to hurt you or if i didn't care about your well being." He said, his eyes locked on mine. I almost backed down. But no one goes around telling me what i know and what i don't know. "That's the thing Colby! You HAVE hurt me, multiple times. You've said before what we 'had' was a mistake! You meant something to me and you still do and i don't even know why. You've cheated and lied about it and broke my heart over and over again, do you even feel bad about it? Does it effect you at all what you did? I'm genuinely curious considering the girl you cheated on me with is in your group now. I don't even care actually, don't tell me if you care, i don't want to hurt anymore. Don't tell me what i'm allowed to assume and not, because most of what i DO assume is true, right? I don't feel like you care, you can tell me how ever many times you want, but you've broken so many promises and things that your word doesn't mean shit to me anymore. That's how bad you hurt me." I was rambling, like always. But i needed to get this off my chest. He stood there, taking in my words. I hadn't gotten the chance to notice the endless tears from leaving my face, even if i did tell him off, i had lost. I lost everything really. My boyfriend, probably some best friends, i didn't have a home anymore, i could barley walk, what did i have? Well, for now i'm still alive and i have one, maybe two people i can really rely on, but other than that i lost myself and everything around me. I slumped back on the bed, forcing myself to stop crying. "Aryia said he was coming today." I all i say before crawling back under my blanket and carefully sticking my IV back in place. "What's he going to be here for?" Colby was harsh with his wording, making it sound like Aryia was dangerous. If anything i was. "Why do you need to know every little detail about my life? He's coming because i really like milkshakes and he offered to bring me one, okay?" I didn't look at him when i spoke, he didn't deserve my words or even my glares anymore. I was done putting up with everything. "Okay, i'm sorry i didn't mean it that way." The energy in the room shifted, he meant what he said i could definitely feel that. But i didn't trust him, i couldn't. "Mk," my response was cold, as small tears leaked from my eyes. "Sammy, is Cassie coming today?" I asked quietly, he took a second to respond, i'm guessing texting. "I just texted her, she said she'll swing by around seven." I sat up, glaring out my window. What time was it? How the hell do i tell time by sun again? "Here, there isn't a clock in here surprisingly. You can take my watch, i barley wear it anyways so it's all good." I turn over to Colby, who's fiddling with the band until it came off before taking a step towards me but stopping when he was close enough to me. "Can i see your wrist?" He asked softly at me. I smiled, finally he asked, and nodded. "Which do you want it on?" "The fully functional one." I said holding out my right wrist to him. He clipped the buckle in, the holes reminding me of an actual belt. Colby had to tie it all the way to the tightest one just for it to somewhat fit. Living with David again made me loose weight drastically, even feeding tubes didn't work well. I thank him, but not meeting his gaze as he nods back, my eyes dropping even more. "Jordan are you okay?" Sam asked beside me, i nod, i was fine. Just really tired all of a sudden. "Your nose is bleeding," his voice came out panicked , making me panic as i swiped under my nose and seeing dark clumped blood underneath. Was someone fucking with me right now? Emily? David? The nurses? That's when i realized i was so tensed up, and i was still holding onto the door i was draining myself. I relaxed my body, letting go of the force i was holing. "I'm fine," i whispered as the blood slowly stopped leaking. "What was that?" Sam asked in worry. "I was just doing too much," i half lied, shaking my head. "You guys can't keep talking to Emily." I changed the subject quickly. "Woah are we not going to talk about what just happened?" "No because i'm fine and that's all that matters. Like i said before you can't keep talking to her." I made eye contact with the boys, pressing up a tissue in my nostril. "Why not?" Colby asked dumbfounded. My eyes drag to him, dreading the look of his face when it scrunched up in confusion. I was definitely still wrapped around his finger, i was just closing up on him again. "Because Colby the closer you are to her the closer you are to David." He scoffed and sat down on the closest chair he could find. "I don't believe you."

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