Even before I opened my eyes, I knew I was in a hospital. I was lying down and my head was throbbing. I felt a dull pain in my chest. I opened my eyes to an empty room. My left hand was and head were bandaged. What a sad sight, right? Waking up in a hospital with no one by your side. It wasn't hard to believe that everyone had abandoned me after everything that had happened.
My eyes watered when I thought of Chris. He had ruined my life in the worst way possible. How could someone be so cold hearted? How was I going to show my face to the world again? I sobbed on. I wished I had some one with me. My friends probably brought and abandoned me. I could tell it was night time and I wondered how long I'd been unconscious.
The door opened to reveal Clyde carrying a coffee cup. He was wearing a white shirt and skinny black jeans. His brown curls were tired into a ponytail. I smiled weakly, thinking of how terrible I looked.
"You're awake," he put the cup on the table and kissed my forehead.