Chapter 59

Averys POV

I woke up at 3 in the morning because I was so hot that I was sweating. I sat up and looked around the room and had no idea where I was. It took me a minute to realize I was still at the hospital. I took the hospital blanket and the blanket and Sara's blanket off of me and put them on Sara. She must have put them on me while is slept. I reached out and touched Saras arm, she was freezing. After I put the blankets on her I looked down and saw that I was still in my basketball uniform. I slowly got out of the hospital bed, being super careful not to wake up Sara, and searched around for my phone. When I finally found it I used its light to find Saras backpack. She's in my shirt so I can wear some of her clothes too. I riffled through it for some shorts and a t-shirt. I walked over to the bathroom and closed the door behind me before turning the light on. Half asleep I took off my jersey and sports bra and put on her shirt, then I took off my shorts and switched them for hers. After I had woken up just a bit more I opened my phone. It was still on messages. Sara must have text my mom for me. I looked at all the other messages I had from people. I had some texts from Ollie and some from Kris, some from Kara and even Kristina. I didn't bother reading them. I closed it and opened snap chat. I had about 30 snaps plus a bunch of messages and snaps from our basketball group chat. Again I didn't bother reading them. I turned the light off and let my eyes adjust to the dark. Being in a hospital at night is creepy as fuck. I started freaking myself out thinking something was going to come kill me so I turned on my flash light. I opened the door trying to be as quiet as possible and started to walk back to the bed. As I laid down the bed was stiff and unforgiving. It made all sorts of noises, but Sara didn't even move. I turned my flash light off and pulled the cover back over myself, but made sure that there was enough on her. As I laid there I couldn't fall asleep. I kept thinking about things. I kept thinking about the game; if Sara hadn't of called me I don't know if I would have been able to pull through and get my head out of my ass. I bet the team was at Kristinas house still. She said she was going to have an after party if we won, and I'm pretty sure all the texts from in the group message were about that. I watched as Saras chest rose and fell. I put my hand on her stomach and I could feel where the bandage was. I picked up her shirt a bit so I could see it. The bandage was only about the size of my palm but the scar probably wasn't as big as the scar. I traced my finger on the tape that was holding down the gauze. I fell asleep a little while after that.

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Five days later and its Wednesday morning. Sara had been cleared to go back to school, which was weird because if you ask me she should have stayed at home. Since she was still out of commission in my book I told her mom that I would pick her up for school. I stopped at the little bakery that Sara loves and got her 2 pig in the blankets and a chocolate milk. After I got her food I drove over to her house and got out of the car to go to the door. I knocked on the door and waited. Sara opened the door and smiled at me. Her hair was falling around her shoulder in curly waves. I looked her and down; the cutting her on her eyebrow was uncovered but it looked better, like it was healing already. She was going to have that brace on her arm for a while. After looked past the brace I saw that she was in boyfriend jeans with black vans and a black rock band shirt that had red letters on the front. She had tied it in a knot so it was showing her bandage. I gave her a funny look.

"Umm babe why don't you untie your shirt. You can see the bandage." I said pointing at it.

"Because I like it this way, and everyone knows what happened so who cared." She said shrugging her left arm.

"Babe just untie it. When you heal up you can show off that scar properly." I said reaching for the knot, but she swatted my hand away.

"No I'm gonna leave it like this." She said trying to pick up her backpack that was lying by the door. I just rolled my eyes and squeezed in past her to pick it up.

"Thanks baby." She said smirking at me.

"I still think you should undo it." I said annoyed. We walked to my car and I opened the door for her. After she was settled in I threw her backpack in the back seat and walked around to the drivers side. I sat down and handed her the bag of food that I had left on the center console. She just smiled at me and blew me a kiss. I just rolled my eyes and said

"Mhm." At this Sara laughed.

As soon as we got out of the car at school there were already people walking over to us to "See if we needed help". It kind of annoyed me because they didn't want to help, they just wanted to see Sara. I grabbed Saras bag out of the back seat as she talked to them and answered their question.

"Come on babe." I said as I pulled her away from the little group of people. When we walked inside I walked to Sara to her class. I honestly didn't want to leave her but I had to or else my teacher would just yell at me.

I walked Sara to every one of her classes even though it made me super late. I usually just walk her to a couple, not all of them, so my teachers were not too happy with me. I had to haul ass just to make it to Mrs. Evans class. Ollie was in there so I pretty much just talked to him the entire time.

"Sara seems like she's doing better." He said after we had been talking for a while.

"Yeah she's okay." I said twirling my pencil through my finger.

"What?" Ollie asked cocking his eyebrow at me.

"I just wish she would put her damn shirt down. Half of her stomach is showing. Even the damn bandage." I said throwing my hands in the air for dramatic effect.

"Its fine." Ollie said waving me off.

"She looks like a badass with the scar and the bandage." He said laughing. I just ignored him and changed the subject. When he asked about track I realized that I had completely forgotten about it. Shit. Sara was just going to have to wait for me. When the bell rang I walked to Saras class and waited for her. When she came out she just smiled at me.

"Hey babe so I totally forgot that todays my first day of track. Do you mind waiting for me?" I asked. I wasn't about to find her another ride. She was just going to have to wait for me. I learned my lesson.

"I mean yeah sure. Do I really have a choice?" She asked handing me her backpack.

"No you don't. So might as well say yes." I said taking it and putting it on my other shoulder.

When I got to the locker room I changed as fast as I could into my spandex and a tank top shirt. I looked down and realized I had put on basketball socks this morning. My bad. Sara just looked at my socks and laughed. I looked at myself in the mirror and flexed a bit. Sara was just staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Have your arms always been that big?" She asked. I just looked in the mirror and flexed a bit more.

"I mean they might have gotten bigger." I said shrugging. Sara just pushed me a bit and laughed.

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I actually think I'm dying. I'm in shape, I swear to god. I can play an entire basketball game without stopping or even feeling tired, but this, oh my god I'm dying. I've been laying on the track trying not to throw up for the past 15 minutes. Since today was the first official day of track practice coach had us run timed ladders. We had to do two 400's in 65 seconds, two 300's in 50 seconds, two 200's in 25 seconds, and two 100's in 14 seconds. The catch was that if we didn't make the time the second time we had to do it again, not just the people that didn't make it no, the whole damn team. I made all my times every time but half of the freshman didn't. I yelled at at a lot of them that weren't trying. This sucked. The only good thing about track was that I had Kaylee there to suffer with me. We were mostly track friends and that's it, but we always ran together and tried to beat each other. When I finally felt like I could walk without throwing up I started to my car. I was going to be hurting like hell tomorrow.