I Love You Beck
I sat in my hospital bed, waiting for the nurse to finish checking my vitals so I could go home. The idea of relaxing in my own room sounded like heaven. All I’ve been doing for the past few days is play Mark’s X-Box and talk on the phone.
“So, how long do I have to keep on the cast?” I asked, watching as she wrote something down on her note board. “Just three months. Nothing major,” she replied.
“Three months? Damn it. What about my head bandage?” I asked, hoping for some better news. “Well, you hit your head pretty hard. That’s the main reason you’ve been here so long. We wanted to make sure you didn’t get a concussion. But since your vitals are showing that your head is healing well, you may only have to wear the badge for a couple weeks” she replied.
“Trust me. You can go to school just fine. The doctor will give you the do's and dont's. Remember to wrap your cast before you take a shower or a bath. You can not get it wet.”
I nodded as Brandon ran into the room with my parents behind him. “What’s taking so long? I want to go. I hate this place!” he exclaimed.
“Me and you both, Brand” I mumbled. “Brandon! Don’t be rude. We’ll leave in a few minutes,” my mother scolded.
“You said the same thing a few minutes ago!” he shot back. I chuckled while dad threw him over his shoulder, telling him to be quiet.
The nurse finished the last check-up and told me I could go. I jumped out of the bed, practically running out the room.
“Good to see you’re feeling better, little foot!” my dad yelled after me. I groaned at the name but kept heading out the door.
“Can you bring me some cereal?”
“What? No! Get it yourself.”
“But my arm hurts.”
“It wasn’t hurting when you ran out the hospital yesterday.”
“Yeah but it hurts now. Please?”
“I’m not your slave. Ask mom!”
“You’re right by the kitchen. Stop being lazy.”
“I’m not the one asking other people to get me cereal, now am I?”
“It’s not that hard of a task.”
“Then you get it!”
“The nurse said that you were fine!”
“Brandon and Beck! If you two don’t stop yelling through the house, I swear I’ll strangle you both!”
“Can you get me some cereal?”
I groaned as I swung my legs over the side of my bed, heading downstairs to the kitchen. I glared over at Brandon and he did the same.
My mom walked in carrying her laundry. I saw dad walk in behind her.
“Betty, I’m going down to the station. Chief left some papers behind that I need to work on” he said, walking over to me to kiss the top of my head.
“That’s fine” she replied bluntly. Dad looked at her oddly before shaking his head. He left the room after saying bye to Brandon.
I tried to forget about what my mother said. I didn't want to imagine what ‘falling out of love’ with my father would be like in a few months. I had a nightmare the night she told me.
There was a knock on the door and Brandon looked in my direction. “What?” I grunted, pouring some ‘Captain Crunch’ in a bowl.
“The door” he said, motioning to it. I frowned at him. “You see I'm doing something, right? I can only pour milk with my good arm!” I exclaimed, lifting up my right arm that was in a sling.
He sighed, getting off the couch to open the door.
“Brandon! Is Beck okay?” Kylie asked in exasperation. Brandon nodded. “Yeah, she’s fine. She's being her usual lazy self. I told you a car crash couldn’t kill Beck. She’s Beck for a reason” he replied, shrugging his shoulders, as if he wasn't worried. Liar.
Kylie walked in once Brandon moved and I noticed Natalie with Elizabeth. I almost dropped the milk carton when I saw Natalie. She looked amazing but, it looked as if she’d been crying. When she saw me, her face instantly lit up.
“Hey Nata-” She slammed into me, wrapping her arms around my neck in a tight hug. I hugged her back, smiling at the familiar smell of strawberries on her.
“Oh my god! Are you okay? I was so scared. Don’t you ever do that again!” she scolded, pulling back to glare at me. I laughed as she ran her hands over my cast and the bandage on my head.
“You really did a number on yourself, huh? Geez, Beck. Next time be more careful,” she said, leaning her forehead on my shoulder. I rubbed her back, looking over at Kylie and Mrs. Elizabeth.
“Beck, are you alright?” Kylie asked. I nodded before pointed over at her sister. She just smiled as I took Natalie’s hand, leading her up to my room.
“Natalie, stop crying. I’m fine. Look. look at me. Not a scratch on me. Well, except for the bandage on my head and the cast but other than that, I’m fine” I said, taking her hand to make her look at me.
I wiped away some of her tears as she shook her head. “You just…don’t understand, Beck” she whispered, trying to pull away from me.
“Why? Why don’t I understand? I know we left on a bad note but Natalie, I could never think badly of you,” I said, staring into her eyes. She stayed silent, slowly pulling her hands away to place them on my shoulders.
“I wanna show you something but, you’re not allowed to move once I show you, okay?” she sighed with a serious expression.
I nodded and she took a deep breath in before exhaling slowly. “Natalie, whatever it is, I could never feel any different about y-”
She placed her lips against mine as time froze between us. I kissed her back, her hands ran over my neck, cupping my face. She bit down on my bottom lip as I placed my hands on her hips.
This reminded me of the time when we almost kissed back at her house. Is this what it would have been like if we kissed back then?
I deepened the kiss but she shook her head, pulling away. Her lips were swollen with her eyes closed tight.
“Don’t say anything! You’ll ruin it” she interrupted, her eyes still closed. I stayed quiet, just gazing at her. She was having an inner conflict and I wanted to say something badly but I went against it.
“I love you” she whispered, opening her eyes. My eyes widened as I looked down at the ground, darting upward to stare into her own. My heart was pounding in my chest, as fast as it was beating with Melody.
“Natalie, I can’t” I mumbled. She jumped back, looking at me. “I-I-I…I’m with Melody now,” I added nervously. She looked away from me but I could still see the tears rolling down her cheeks.
“You have to understand that…that I love you too but-”
“No. I get it. You don’t have to explain yourself,” she said weakly. I watched her get off my bed, walking toward my door.
I sighed when I heard the door slam, sitting there on my bedroom floor, staring at the spot she once sat.
I heard Brandon and Kylie running up the steps but I didn’t move. “Beck. Beck. Beck!” Brandon yelled. I turned around to face him but still stared at the spot.
“What’s wrong with Natalie? She ran out the house,” he exclaimed, motioning towards the steps. I shook my head, planting it back against my bed.
“I’m going to regret this, aren’t I Brandon?” I said, not really talking to him. He arched his eyebrows at me as I gazed at the ceiling.
I made my choice but did I make the right one?