Promise You Paradise

“Yea, I’m fine.” I say smiling up at my father. “I mean breathing hurts, but at least I’m not passing out, and I can talk without needing to pause like every thirty seconds.” He put his arm on my forehead and brushed my blonde hair back. This entire situation must’ve really scared the life out of my parents, but at least I’m alright and so is Hailey, not that I’ve seen her yet. The doc’s been making me do exams after exams, and it’s getting so fucking exhausted. I feel fine, seriously. I mean yea sure, my leg’s broken, and that’s going to be real bitch for a while.

“Alright then Pumpkin,” my father leaned down and kissed my forehead. “Hailey really wants to see you.” He continued as he straightened up and then told me all about a little episode she had earlier. “And all your friends keep dropping by.” His eyes moved to the balloons and candy on the table next to my bed. My fingers curled around a tiny teddy bear that Lucy gave me. The last time I was awake or in my room to actually greet anyone was two days ago and it was Matt. I really needed to have another talk with him, he can’t go blaming himself, so he got detention whatever, shit happens.

“Can’t I go see Hailey though?” I ask, fluttering my eyes and sticking my lower lip out into a pout.

My father laughed and shook his head. “I’ll ask, but I don’t think so.”

“I can get moved around for tests and stuff, but see my sister is a no. Can we just leave already? I’m seriously fine, honestly, a million dollars healthy. Now if only we can turn that into actual cash.” I sigh. “Gonna need to fix up my baby.” My dad looked away and I giggled. “What? Too soon…”

He rolled his eyes. “You should rest. We can talk about all that later. You need to regain your strength or you’re stuck in here for a while longer.” I groaned. I hate hospitals. The smell of Lysol and those bright florescent lights, and just the atmosphere that screamed death, doctors may save thousands of lives, but for some reason death’s mark lasts the longest. I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Rest, like I haven’t been doing that for too long already. I just want to leave.

“I’ll rest dad, but you have to go convince them to let me see Hailey, before she throws another tantrum. She probably just wants to see that I’m alright, you know seeing is believing.”

“Deal.” He uttered and tucked me in a little, once again brushing my hair back.

“Tell Hailey I feel her.” I muttered as he planted another kiss on my forehead.

I watched as my father walked out of my room and shut the door behind him. I wheezed and put my hand on my stomach, breathing heavily in and out. The pain that went through my body is indescribable, but I can’t let them know that I’m not okay. They worry enough, and fuck… I don’t even know what the doc has been telling them. They probably already know if something’s wrong with me, but no, they’re not hearing it from me.

I’m fine, I’ll be fine…

Notes

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_Artemis Love.