Untitled One*

Untitled One*

A Story by Ryann Woodhouse

I SAT ON THE HOSPITAL BED, CLUTCHING MY PHONE IN MY HAND. I stared down at the screen, waiting for my phone to go off, telling me I got a text message. I wonder if he knew just how much my heart raced in my chest when I was texting him. Usually my heart felt like it was just gonna break out from my chest it pounded so hard. My cheeks would fill in a rose color and my hands would get sweaty. My older brother stared at me from the chair beside my bed. "You really like him, don't you?" His voice made me jump and I looked over at him.

 

Slowly, I nodded, feeling a lump gain in my throat. I swallowed hard a few times. "I do, Tucker. Alot." I looked back at him and stared at him for a moment. Tucker stared at me back, staying silent. He pursed his lips together, and I knew exactly what he was thinking about. I looked away and back down to my phone. The thoughts rolled through my head, his voice telling me I'd never talk to him again; That this was goodbye and I didn't love him because if I did I wouldn't have lied to him about still being with Jacob. I closed my eyes tight, holding my tears back.

 

"Katie," Tucker looked at me. I looked him back, wiping my eyes with the palm of my hands. "I still don't trust him.." He looked down at his hands, held together in his lap and then looked back up at me and into my eyes. "He doesn't see what an amazing girl he has in front of him." I smiled a little. Even if Tucker was my older brother, he was more like my dad. He looked out for me and made sure everything was okay. If a guy broke my heart, he'd beat the mess out of them.

 

I nodded slowly, "But.. I love him.." I said in between gulps. I looked over at him.

 

"I know you love Kyle, Kat, but-"

 

My phone went off, cutting him off and I jumped a little bit, squeaking like I usually did when I was scared. I opened my phone again and looked at his text message. "I love you.." Kyle said. I covered my face with my hands and took a deep breath, feeling my heart race like a race car trying to keep in first place until it passed the finish line after the final lap. I slowly covered my eyes and typed in, my lacey fingers typing as slowly as I've ever seen them. I don't know what was wrong with me. Maybe I was just nervous. "I love you too..More than anything."

 

Hesitantly, I pressed send. A pop up showed up, telling me my message was sent. I leaned back against my pillow on my hospital bed and breathed heavily. "He-he.. He just told me he loved me." I looked over at Tucker, putting my hand on my chest and feeling my heart race even faster. I closed my eyes tight and gulped hard. "And.. And I told him I love him too."

 

Tucker stared at me for a while. The hospital room was silent. Almost so silent it felt like if you put a cricket in the room, you could hear it rub its legs together. "You're not serious, are you?" Tucker finally asked.

 

I stared at him. "More serious than I've ever been in my life.."

 

"Look at what he did to you, Katie!" He pointed to my chest and I bit my lip and put my hand on it, pushing my fingers against it. The points of my fingers dug into the hole from the knife I used to stab myself. All because of Kyle..

 

I pulled my fingers out and looked at Tucker and nodded slowly. "I know.." I swallowed hard and leaned my head back, feeling tears run down my cheeks, "But I did it because I need him..And now he's back. You wouldn't understand what it's like to hear his voice again after so long.." Reaching my hands up, I wiped my tears off of my cheeks with the palm of my hand.

 

Tucker watched me and sighed, "Fine.. I guess I'll give him a chance. But if he breaks your heart again, I'll break every bone in his body." He lowly growled to himself.

© 2012 Ryann Woodhouse


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Ryann Woodhouse
Sorry that it's not finished yet.. I'll get working on it :c

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Added on August 24, 2012
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Ryann Woodhouse
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I'm 13 years old, technically 14 though, because my birth certificate has a typeo on it that says I was born in 1999 instead of 1998. I love romance and thriller books. They're my life. And so is mus.. more..

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