Lexi's POV

"Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . ."

"Please wake up."

"This is all my fault."

"How could we have not see this coming?"

Where am I? My eyes flutter open and I'm blinded by a white light. "Ugh." I groaned aloud.

"Hey there sleeping beauty, you're finally awake."

The sudden voice makes me jump and my heart skyrocket, the heart monitor beeps erratically. As if the sound of my own heartbeat wasn't loud enough. I close my eyes and take in slow deep breaths to calm back down.

I look at the person sitting next to me and I'm in disbelief. "What a-are you d-doing h-here?" I pull my hand from yours and sit up in the bed, pulling my knees up to my chest, curling myself into a protective ball.

You hold your hands up, "I mean no harm. I come in peace." Yeah and yet somehow my heart is in pieces because of you. I say nothing, continuing to look anywhere else but you.

"Here." You hand me a glass of water. I stare at it, then at you. "I don't bite." You give me this slight grin, I can't help but think it's out of pity. "It's not poisoned if that's what you're thinking." That's the only reason you're here. It has to be. What other reason would you have? "Please just drink it. I'm not leaving otherwise."

I take the glass, my parched throat winning over my pride. "So are you leaving now?" I say this looking at the empty glass in my hands, tears swell in my eyes. You're leaving for sure. There's no reason for you to stay. Why would you anyways?

"Do you want me to?" I look up at you in confusion. "Why would you stay? Don't you already have someone else?"
After I say that, you look as if someone just kicked your favorite puppy. It's Ironic when I am the pup you kicked away.

"Look Lexi", you grab one of my hands, holding it between your two larger hands, "I'm sorry. I was wrong. Horribly wrong and I'm sorry. I know I've hurt you and you probably won't forgive me. But please give me the chance to show you, you're worth so much more."

You choke up a bit rubbing your thumb over my knuckles, "I don't want to ever find you like that again, especially because of me. I'm not worth crying over. I'm not worth any pain you have ever felt for me."

You take a deep breath, looking away from me, "I'm sorry I put you through that. I'm sorry I pushed you so far that you resorted to this. You have so much more to live for, you are beautiful beyond belief. You deserve far more than what I can offer you. But please I'm begging you, to let me be the one to pick you back up. Please give me the chance to show you the world you were meant to have. The world you deserve."
I'm speechless, what am I supposed to say. I had overdosed because of the rejection I had felt emanating from you at the start. The pain that started my downward spiral. The pain that was meant to put me six feet in the ground, not in this hospital bed.

"I don't know." I couldn't look at you. Slowly pulling my hand away from yours, "I'm sorry but could you leave me alone? I need time to think about this." I hear you let out an exaggerated breath of air.

"Alright, I'll leave. Your family is on their way. If you ever want to talk, I'm here. Don't do this again, please." I didn't look up from the white bed sheets as I heard you leave, your footsteps, wonderful scent, both of them fading with the sound of the door closing. The tears began flowing like a river, soaking the sheets at my lap. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm lost. Someone help me. Please.