Holding Onto Forever (The Beaumont Series: Next Generation Book 1) by Heidi McLaughlin

Author:Heidi McLaughlin [McLaughlin, Heidi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-11T18:30:00+00:00

19

Peyton

When I wake, sunlight beams through my window. I’m having a hard time recalling whether the window was there before or if I’ve switched rooms. Either way, I lay my head back and stare into the rays, pretending I’m outside basking in their warmth. Wishing I were outside, free of these casts and the constant pain I’m feeling.

Outside my room, the hall is busy. Busier than I can recollect from earlier, but mostly everything is fuzzy, and right now I’m having a hard time separating fact from fiction. Someone is singing. Another is whistling. And I remember someone playing guitar earlier. Or was it the other day? I’m starting to feel like I’ve imagined things, such as Noah being here and kissing me.

That I know is fiction. Not only would he not be here, but kissing me is definitely out of the question. He’s with Dessie. And whether I’m hurt or not, there would be no way in hell she’d let him come to see me.

It doesn’t escape my notice that my room is empty, and honestly, I sort of like it. I welcome the peace and quiet. I know my family is worried, but they’re hovering. They ask me how I’m doing or if I’m okay every time I grimace. They want to touch me, hug me, coddle me, and when they realize they can’t, the look of upset on their faces makes me feel like I’ve done something wrong.

I look at my casts. Long gone are the days of white plaster which could be decorated with an array of sharpies. A hard bandage looking material has taken its place, making it almost impossible to write on. Both my casts are pink, making me believe my mother and sister picked them out. I hate pink. I would’ve opted for black or something fun like orange.

The color orange makes my thoughts switch to Kyle. It took a day or two for my memory to come back but I’m still lacking the small details. From what I can remember, we met at the game and hit it off. Still, I’m going to ask my mom. At least, I’m hoping she knows. There’s something in the back of my mind telling me that Kyle could be special though.

A nurse or an orderly, I don’t know which or if that’s even her title, comes in with my tray of food. I press the button that raises my bed until I’m somewhat comfortable and wait for her to push the mobile cart into place. Thing is, I can’t recall doing this any other time, so how is it that I know?

“It’s nothing fancy, but the toast is pretty good.”

“Wait, is this my first meal?” She looks at me as if I have two heads. “What have I been eating?” I ask her, utterly confused.

“That machine over there.”

“Oh, okay.”

As soon as she leaves, I pick up my fork and stare at the over easy eggs, the slices of ham that need to be cut, and my left hand.

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