(Phoebe's Pov) Yesterday was exhausting. My dad had a nightmare, I moved rooms, and everyone came and visited me. I just woke up and ate lunch, and today I am planning on asking for my phone to call Nathan. Ava told me he has been in a rough place. To tell you the truth I am scared that he is going to be mad at me. But, I can't avoid him forever. I look up to see my parents and Teddy talking. "You all done Bubs?" My dad asks and I nod. He walks over and takes my food away. After he moves the tray table I lay back and stretch out. My ribs are still super sore to the touch. I pull off the melted ice pack and set it on the side table. I hit the call nurse button and ask for another. Today I feel more uncomfortable than ever. The bandage covering my stitches on my arm is itchy. I just wan

