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Escape

Chapter 38



***Morgan's POV***


I woke up to the sun peeking through the large painless window next to my bed. My body ached everywhere especially my head. Matt was awake and laying next to me with his arm holding me close by his side.

"Good morning love" He whispered sweetly as he kissed the top of my head.

I didn't say anything back, I just nodded to acknowledge him.

It felt like someone was pounding my head with a hammer. Soon enough my nurse came in, changed my IV and gave me a painkiller to knock out the pain.

Matt and I laid in each others arms as the hospital world went by around up. The beeping, the nurses rushing down the hallways, the carts rolling by.

Jamie offered me breakfast but I refused, I had no appetite.

Matt soon got up to check his phone, he was texting someone, probably one of the guys. Then he reached into a bag he brought and handed me my phone.

"Thanks" I groaned, still in pain.

I looked through my messages, nothing new. Shocker. Just a few notifications from twitter, which I went to check. The tweets were:

Get well Morgan!
and
We hope you feel better! We love you.

And there were about 20 more like that. How did they know?

I went to the Avenged Sevenfold twitter, Matt had tweeted a picture of the hospital bed and him holding my had, luckily my face was only halfway in the picture. I felt like hell and death combined. Although I didn't look that bad. He must of taken the picture while I was sleeping or something.

The tweet read:

Please pray for my beautiful girlfriend, @xxMorganxx

Our relationship was publicized. How were the fans going to take this? I knew from being a part of the fandom that half of them liked Val and half of them disliked her. With my luck I'd probably get more death threats.

Matt was still on his phone, I looked over to him and said, "thanks"

"For what?" He questioned.

"The tweet" I smiled.

"Oh... Yeah" he half smilied.

"Now your fans know"

"Yeah, lets just hope this isn't a mistake"

"They were gunna find out sooner or later anyways" I laughed.

As our short conversation ended I heard the door creek open.

"mmoooorgan" Jimmy sang quietly.

"How are ya?" Zacky asked.

"If I said I was good I would be lying, so I'm ehh" I forced a smile.

They all took seats around the bed. Brian was quiet. I felt bad, I wasn't mad at him. He probably thought I was since he obviously heard my cries for help.

We sat and chatted about my injuries and what would happen on my path to recovery, which was going to be long. Hours past and eventually Matt suggested that they should go get brunch in the hospital cafeteria. Matt gave me a kiss before leaving and everyone was gone except for Brian.

"So..." I said slowly.

Brian looked up shyly, "Morgan, I'm really sorry."

"I know you are, it's fine" I smiled.

"But... This is all my fault... I heard you.. I just- I don't know I didn't think it was important, I feel awful. I'm so sorry." He stuttered out the apology.

I knew I should if been mad but I wasn't. I didn't want to be mad at Brian.

"It's fine, I understand, I wouldn't have wanted you to get hurt anyways" I explained.

Brian sighed loudly, "I just feel bad"

"Don't" I said blatantly.

I debated about what to say next, wondering if we should talk about our relationship or if I should save that for another day.

"Brian... We need to talk about something else though" I started.

"I know" He sighed.

"I use to love you, but I don't love you anymore than a friend. I really like where my relationship with Matt is going... And I don't want to-" I was cut off.

"Mess it up" He finished my sentance, "I don't want to mess it up either, I wouldn't live with myself if I did. You're definitly the one for Matt and he's the one for you... And if there was any girl I would want Matt to be with, it's you"

"So just friends?" I smiled.

"Just friends.. Or..." Brian lead me on.

"Orr what?" I wondered.

"Or we could be on like a brother- sister status" He offered.

"Sounds good bro"

We both laughed. It was good to finally fix that up. I didn't like having that weight on my shoulders. It was a relief for sure.

We talked about random things until the guys eventually came back. Jimmy was holding a bag.

"What's in there?" I laughed looking at the large bag.

"It's for you" jimmy said as he placed it on my lap.

I brought my weak hand up and reached into the bag. All the guys were laughing.

"Okay, I don't want like an animal to come out, why are you laughing?" I said, pretending to sound mad.

"Just open it" Brian forced.

I rolled my eyes, the first thing I pulled out was a Red Sox sweatshirt.

Then flowers.
Then a bunch of various tourist souvineers that I had seen in shops all over Massachusetts but never thought if buying. I pulled out a teddy bear and a box of chocolates as well.

I looked up at the guys and giggled, "out of all the gifts I've gotten this is definitley the most interesting"

"We aren't the best at getting gifts, but we try" Zacky chuckled.

"I love it" I said. I really didn't care what the gift was, it was sweet that they thought of me.

I reached in the bad again and pulled out a smaller bag full of pins, badges and patches. My face lit up, I had been collecting pins since I was 12.

There was a whole variety, most of them had punk band logos on them which I loved.

"That's from me" Matt smiled.

"I love it so much, thank you, thank you guys so much" I smiled widely.

"Anything for our Morgan" Jimmy said as he gave me a huge hug.

Despot the pain I was in, I was so happy to be with all of these guys. They're like my best friends now.

4 days went by of me sitting in that hospital bed. It was boring as hell. Every couple of hours Jamie came in to check my vitals. I just sat there and listened to music or talked to my friends on twitter. The one place tht I had friends before avenged sevenfold. Throughout my stay here though one person neve left my side; Matt. He was always there for me when I woke up and fell asleep. He would hold my hand, get me whatever I wanted. Although I didn't ask for much. Whenever he went to get food he would get something for me too... Although I hadn't eaten anything more than a piece of fruit and some broth in the past week thanks to having no appetite. He was there for me though and it was amazing. He was amazing. I don't know how or hy I got so lucky to have a boyfriend like him. So loving and sweet. I'm happy when I'm with him, it's great to be happy for once.

The day finally came when they released me from there though, and I was more than happy that I would be able to wear real clothes and sleep in my own bed.

Dr.Reynolds came in and talked to me about what my recovery would be like etc. and that he just wanted me to take it easy for the next couple if weeks. I asked him about college and he said it shouldn't be a problem, which was a great sigh of relief.

"Well Morgan, it's been an honor" Dr. Reynolds smiled as we shook hands. He shook Matt's hand as well and continued, "if you have any more problems you know where to come"

As he walked out the door I sat up and swung my feet over the side of the bed.

"I brought you some clothes" Matt said as he handed me a bag.

"Thanks" I said as I hopped of the bed onto the cold floor. Matt wrapped his arm around my waste to balance me since I was still in pain and having trouble walking because of it. I went in the bathroom to change. As I looked in the generic oval mirror, I could see all the weight I had lost. My hip bones were showing and stomach was completely flat. Just like I had always wanted. In high school I battled with anorexia, I would go on eating binges. It got really bad after my parent died too. I didn't feel the need to eat. I never had an appetite nor did I have the energy to make meals. I lived off of yogurt and pieces of fruits for an entire year. Looking in the mirror all those memories came back. I had finally gotten what I wanted, funny how things work out though.

I slowly pulled in the tshirt Matt had brought me, it was my favorite Joe Strummer shirt. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants as well, grimacing at the scars and pain in my stomach as I bent over.

I brushed out tangled hair, and soon enough Matt was leading me through the large building and we were headed home.


Notes

Sorry guys, i uploaded this chapter again cause I thought the end was crappy hahah :) so enjoy

Comments

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9/15/13
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9/11/13
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9/11/13
Nooooo! I want to read more>.< Oh well, great ending! I really enjoyed it, can't wait for the sequel:)
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9/11/13
Amazing ending, cant wait to read the sequel :)
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9/11/13