I keep remembering how the accident happened and how I almost died. I'm grateful Xander brought helmets, I don't even want to imagine what would have happened if we weren't protected by those. Mom hasn't shown up since she left this morning.
The nurses come and go and it's evening already. I should be bored but I just keep falling asleep over and over again. Guess it's the painkillers making me sleep. I'm about to fall asleep again when someone comes in. I'm too sleepy to recognize the person but I recognize the bold strides.
It's him again. He sits beside me and I drift off. The last thing I hear before going off completely is, "I'm clean now"
***
When I wake up, he's still there, without the stubbles and the dark circles. He's peacefully asleep with his head resting on the side of my bed. I want to run my hands through his hair like I used to. My hands reach out and fall out of its own accord. I'm not allowed to touch him. I can't. Because girls like us don't get loved, we get used.
I swallow hard at the thought of my mantra. Why am I unlucky? Why can't I get loved? Would I end up like mom and get a child from a one night stand? Would I really let the mantra rule me forever? What if I had died, would I have simply disappeared without ever listening to Noah's part of the story? Even if it hurts like hell, I want to know. I really do.
Gathering courage, I bring my hand to ruffle his hair. His eyes flutter open and he stares at me in shock, wide eyed. "Jane" he whispers.
I try my hardest to hold back my tears this time as I nod severally. "Hi" I greet.
"Hi" he greets back and smiles, it's a nervous smile. It looks like a smirk but it's not, because his left dimple doesn't show.
"I want to get out of this room please. I can't even pee on my own."
His eyes wander round the room and he swallows. Even I can't believe I'm having a conversation with him. Again.
"I'll call the nurse."
"No. Put me on that chair and take me for a stroll instead."
He doesn't argue. He lifts me and my broken leg up and puts me on the wheelchair by my bed and pushes me out. He tells the nurses we're just going for a stroll. They nod and I notice the nurse he addresses is blushing. I laugh and she realizes she just got caught. Then she blushes harder and bends under her desk to pick something. She doesn't look up till we're gone.
"I guess the Iceking's effect is still there." I say and Noah chuckles behind me. It's still a nervous chuckle. I really know this boy.
"Can we see Xander first?"
He doesn't answer but he changes the direction we were heading and heads towards an elevator. Wow! Which hospital is this? It has to be really big.
"I'm using the elevator because I can't push you up the stairs." He says and I nod.
Xander looks pale but he still looks like he's smirking. I want to smile but the bandage wrapped round his head stopped me. His arm is broken too.
"But... He used his helmet too."
"It fell off. He took all the impact of the accident. It'll take a while before he gets better. He has broken ribs too. You bruised your sides too but it's not as bad as his."
"Noah... I... I... Oh God! I didn't mean for this to happen. If I didn't hit his car, he wouldn't have any reason to ask me to dinner..."
Noah's expression changes. "Did you eat before the accident?"
"No"
"Are you hungry?"
I nod.
"You were passed out for two days. Come on. I'll get you food."
I don't argue as I'm pushed out. My stomach starts to grumble. I chuckle. It only grumbled when I realised I needed food. No wonder I've been drinking water. Mom still hasn't called, neither has she come back, because I asked her about Xander. What if Noah wasn't here?
Noah sets me back on the bed and goes out to get food for me. Even though I haven't heard his side of the story, a part of me is already forgiving him.