I Will Fix You

*UNDERGOING REVISION*

After tragedy strikes, Rose is left picking up the pieces on her own. That is until she bumps into a certain someone along the way. As they grow close, Rose finds out some interesting news. Will he stay for the drama of it all, or will she have to survive through it alone?

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24. Home

Rose’s POV

 

Today I’m being released from the hospital. The doctors were hesitate, but since everything is fine with me (despite what my friends think), they can’t keep me in here any longer. I have to see a therapist because the doctor wants me to.

 

My mom handed me a bag full of a change of clothes. She had sent everyone home, telling them they could see me in a few days. She thinks I need space and time to myself, which I agree with.

 

Once I was changed out of the itchy hospital gown, my mom lead me to the waiting room where she checked me out. When she was done, she turned to me with a smile, ”Ready to go home?” I nodded and we headed to the car.

 

On the car ride home, my mom tried to make small talk but I shut her out. I stared out the window until we arrived. When we got there, she helped me out the car. I walked in and went straight to my room. I looked around my room and saw the bags from Alyssa and I's shopping trip before the accident.

 

I walked towards it slowly. As I got closer I saw the pink material that made up the different things I got for the baby. My baby. I picked up the material and sat on my bed. I rubbed the pads of my thumbs over the soft fabric.

 

I watched as a tear fell onto the items I was holding. I felt my body begin to shake as I picked them up and threw them across the room. I sobbed as I got up and took all the baby things I had and threw them too.

 

I saw the framed ultrasound picture I had on my dresser and grabbed it. As I threw it at the wall, I fell to my knees. I let out a scream as I sobbed into my hands. I heard my door being opened, but I didn't bother looking up to see who it was. "Oh my goodness!" I heard my mom's voice say.

 

I was crying so hard I couldn't speak. I heard her hesitate for a moment before she came towards me. "Oh sweetie," she said as she sat next to me and held me in her arms. We rocked back and forth for a while.

 

"It's just so hard Mom," I whispered finally being able to speak. My sobs soon became soft cries.I kept repeating the same sentence over and over again. All the while my mom is whispering reassuring things in my ear. She helped me up and to my bed.

 

“Why did it have to be her, my poor baby?” I asked as my cries soon came to small hiccups.

 

“I know, honey,” my mom replied, “I know you’re feeling terrible right now, but she’s in a better place now.” A little cry left my lips as I thought of her. “She’s home now,” were the last words I heard before I drifted off to sleep.

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When I woke up, I was slightly confused. Then I remembered coming home and having an scene. I looked around my room and saw that my mom had picked everything up. I then turned to my alarm clock on my nightstand. It read ‘6:28pm.’

 

I got out of bed and changed into more comfortable clothes. I walked downstairs to the kitchen and found my mom making dinner. I sat at the table, “Hey mom.”

 

“Hey sweetie. How are you?” she asked. I just shrugged my shoulders.

 

“Honestly, hurt, sad, angry,confused, but most of all I feel pain. Pain of loss and broken-hearted,” I replied.

 

“Well that’s the thing about pain, sweetheart. It demands to be felt,” she said. I let out a small laugh.

 

“Are you quoting The Fault in Our Stars?” I asked letting out another small laugh.

 

“What? It seemed right,” she laughed along. “Are you hungry?”

 

“A little bit,” I stated. She handed me a plate filled with spaghetti. She sat across from me with a plate for herself. “Mom, I was thinking…” I started out.

 

“Yes?” she questioned.

 

“Well, I was thinking about moving,” I continued as I twirled my fork within the noodles on my plate.

 

She put her fork down, now interested in what I had said. “Why would you do that?” she asked.

 

“Because I need a new setting. There’s just too many memories here,” I replied. Right when she was about to say something, there was a knock at the door.

 

(A/N)

I need your help. For the next chapter I need a name that starts with an A that is for a girl. I really need it otherwise I can't update the next chapter.

So there's only a few more chapters left. I'm not exatly sure how much yet, but it's no more than 5 left. Then, there will be a sequal eventually.

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