Chapter 13: I Thought It Was Over

                                    

                                          
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WARNING:
                          
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Then her eyes slowly opened.
                          
Her eyes darted around the room. I sensed her body tense.
                          
"Hey," I whispered. Ainsley's breathing sped up. She sealed her eyes tight. "I'm here. I'm here. It's me. You're okay," I consoled, slowly squeezing her hand tight so she'd know my presence.
                          
"I thought it was over," Ainsley sighed, her voice slowly cracking, while her eyes were still sealed tight.
                          
"I know. Breathe, baby," I comforted, knowing what she was referring to. Ainsley silently sobbed. Until she let go. In a moments notice, she sobbed louder and louder.
                          
"I'm so sorry, Colby," Ainsley cried without moving an inch. "I'm sorry that I've put you through hell. I thought it'd be better if I was gone."
                          
"Nothing would ever be better without you, Ainsley. I'm here now. And I'm not going anywhere," I sighed, my voice too cracking slightly.
                          
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(A/N- Sorry about the time skips this section is difficult.)
                          
ONE WEEK LATER
AINSLEY'S POV
                          
I woke up to a familiar warmth beside me. I felt the bandages that covered my scars. But I didn't want to think about that. I nuzzled closer to Colby. Since I got home from the hospital, I've refused to sleep alone. I also haven't left the house in a week... Colby was taking my three weeks of bed rest to heart. Besides the fact that Colby got me a therapist. And was paying for it. Which I didn't approve of whatsoever. She put me on a bunch on medications. For my anxiety. depression and my PTSD of the events that occurred in the past week. Colby's been there for me. Especially the day after I got home from the hospital. All I was capable of doing was crying. And he comforted me. The only time I've ever felt safe was with him. He made me feel okay. He made me feel temporarily happy. And so did our roommates. They oddly understood what I was going through. Colby had probably talked to them, but I didn't care. For the first time in my entire fucking life, I felt safe and happy... I felt loved.
                          
"Hey," Colby whispered, looking in my direction.
                          
"Hey," I responded sleepily, looking toward him to see his messy morning hair and his crystal blue eyes.
                          
"I don't think I've ever said it, but you really are gorgeous, Ains," he mumbled under his breath.
                          
"Thank you. I don't think I ever told you this," I hesitated," but when you were in my hospital room, before I woke up, I heard every word you said to me."
                          
"Ains, I'm sorry for how I made you feel that night. I promise you I'll never do that again. I should've known better."
                          
"Me too. Come one, I need coffee," I replied, trying to lighten the mood.
                          
Colby and I walked down the stairs to grab some breakfast.
                          
"Morning, Ainsley," Corey muttered sleepily, as we walked into the kitchen.
                          
"Morning," I smiled weakly. With my long sleeved. baggy shirt and shorts on, I made my way to my cabinet to get out a mug and a cup of coffee to place in my Keurig. I opened the machine, placed my coffee inside and placed my cup underneath so it could catch the drink once it brewed. I jumped up onto the counter and hummed quietly to myself. After a moment, Jake and Sam walked down follow by Devyn. (A/N- I'M SO SORRY I FORGOT TO MENTION DEVYN WHEN WRITING ABOUT TO ROOMMATES. PLEASE FORGIVE ME I'M SORRY LOL).
                          
"Morning, guys," Sam muttered under a yawn.
                          
"Morning," Corey and Jake said in unison.
                          
"What are your plans today?" Corey asked after mixing his creamer into his coffee.
                          
"Colby and I need to film today," Sam replied after pouring himself a cup of orange juice.
                          
"Is that alright, Ains? You okay being here alone?" Colby inquired worryingly. 
                          
"I'll be fine, Colby. Don't worry," I relented while adjusting my bandages. I then remembered my coffee, so I hopped off the counter and began to add the sugar and creamer. Behind me, I heard the conversation continue.
                          
"She'll be okay, Colby. Devyn and I will be home all day. I'm pretty sure Aaron will be too," Jake muttered to Colby in a low voice so he thought I couldn't hear.
                          
Deep down, I knew they cared. But it made my blood boil when they treated me like a five year old who needed baby-sitting. "I'm fine. Really. I can handle being alone. I know how badly I scared you. I'm trying to get better," I urged right after I picked my coffee and turned to face them. "I'll be upstairs," I mumbled, before walking up the stairs to work on a new piano piece.
                          
TO BE CONTINUED

                          
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