‼️ON PAUSE‼️ 'Cause The Hardest Part Of This Is Leaving You

It's now about a month and a half after Hunter asked me out. Everything's great. We hang out almost everyday. We talk to eachother on the phone. He comes over to my house a lot. Daddy loves him. Mom loves him too. Even Uncle Mikey likes him! Uncle Mikey says he and Hunter have similar senses of humor. They both love to tease me. And when Uncle Mikey comes up with something, Hunter plays along with it. It makes me like him even more. He is also very sweet. He is also telling me how talented I am. He tells me that I'm pretty. That I'm perfect. I always tell him that no one can ever be perfect. Then he kisses me on my forehead and tells me how adorable I am. One day he came to the studio and watched me record. I had been singing all day.
"Very nice darling." Hunter said, pulling me into a hug.
I squeezed him back. "Thanks. I'm hungry, wanna go grab lunch?"
"Sure, where at?" He asked.
"Panera?" I suggested.
He grabbed my hand and we walked out the door.
"Mom? Can Hunter and I go to Panera and get lunch?"
Mom was outside the studio on the phone.
"Bandit doesn't want a interview.
You'll pay her? She doesn't take bribs!
We are not turning our daughter into some god damn pop star! Good day!"
She hung up her phone.
"Sorry about that honey. What did you say about you and Hunter?"
"We just wanted to go to Panera and get lunch."
"That's fine. Be back in 30 minutes, okay?"
"Alright, see you later."
Hunter and I walked away, our arms wrapped around eachother.
We walked across the street to the wonderful restaurant of Panera. It really is the best. I love their salads.
"Welcome to Panera Bread, what can I get ya?"
"I'll have a bowl of soup. What would you like Bandit?"
I looked up at the menu. "A ceasar salad."
"That'll be $15.75."
Hunter paid in cash. We stepped to the side and waited for our food, our hands locked in eachothers. Finally our order came up.
"Number 27!" The worker shouted. Hunter went over and grabbed the tray. I was sitting on the far side of the restaurant and sat at a table with a lovely view. He came over and placed the tray on the table. He handed me my salad and sat down.
"Thank you."
"It's no problem."
We started to eat our food.
We sat there for a good 20 minutes or so. After we were finished we just talked and stared at eachother. I started to smile at a Hunter when I felt this sharp pain in my head.
"Holy shit...." I said.
"Bandit? You alright?" Hunter said walking over to me.
"My head is killing me. And it happened so suddenly."
As I spoke, the pain got worse. I put my hands on my head.
"Hunter, we gotta go back to the studio to get mom and dad. Something is not right..."
Hunter and I stood up when I realized I couldn't stand on my own.
"Hunter help me... I feel dizzy..."
Hunter held my arm and helped me walk out the door. I was getting stares from all over. We walked across the street when we were just about to go inside. There was an older man standing outside drinking a coffee.
"Sir, could you please open the door for us?"
"Gladly. She doesn't look too good, are you sure she's alright?"
I looked over to him. "Don't worry, I'll be-"
I stopped mid sentence because the pain in my head became increasingly worse. I fell from Hunters arms and collapsed to the floor. Hunter looked at me, or at least I think he was looking at me, I couldn't tell. Then I heard someone running up to me.
"Bandit! Oh my God, Hunter call an ambulance!"
It was mom and dad. I could hear their voices. The light from the sun. It was so bright. It hurt. It made my pain even worse. I started to scream from it. I clenched my head. It felt like it was going to explode. Then I heard a loud siren. The ambulance must be here now. I heard them running in. They picked my up and placed me on the gurney. They strapped me down and rolled me out and onto the ambulance. I heard them climb in with mom and dad. Then they drove off.
I woke up laying in a hospital bed. I looked around the room. Mom and dad. Hunter. Uncle Mikey. And Frankie. It was kind of fuzzy, my vision. When I moved my head, the picture moved around slowly, like my head was moving too fast for my eyes to catch up. Mom and dad were sleeping on a couch. Uncle Mikey and Frank were in chairs. Hunter was in a chair as well. He started to rub his eyes. He looked at me. He got up quickly and came to my side.
"Bandit, I'm so glad you're alright."
I looked at him. I wanted to ask him what time it was, but the words would just not come out.
"T-time..." I stuttered.
"What time is it? It's 2 a.m." He said quietly.
How long have I been out? I wondered to myself, in my own thoughts.
"Me...out.... H-how long..?" I managed to get out.
"Two days..." He said looking down. "We were afraid you were in a coma."
I looked up to him. I slowly reached my weak arm out to him and touched his hand. He looked at me and smiled. He put his hand on the top of my head and brushed it backwards. I lifted my hand up towards my head. I felt no hair.... But only a bandage.
"My...hair..." I said, shaking.
"Don't worry about your head sweetheart, you hair is still there, they just had so shave a little to get to the part of your brain that was affected." He said softly.
"Affected?..." I asked.
"I'll let your parents explain it more to you in the morning. Get some rest baby girl." He kissed my forehead. I smiled at the thought as I closed my eyes and feel asleep.
I woke up 7 hours later. It was now 9 a.m. Mom, dad, Hunter, Frankie, Unlce Mikey, they were all awake. They didn't notice I was awake.
"Daddy...." I said quietly. They didn't hear me.
"M-mom..." Nothing.
"Uncle.. Mikey.." I said, a little louder. He turned around.
"Bandit, you're awake!" He came over and sat by me. Then mom came and held my hand. Dad stood by her side. Frankie stood at the end of my bed.
"How do you feel dear?" Mom asked me.
"My head hurts......" I said quietly.
"It's gonna hurt for awhile." Daddy said, rubbing my shoulder.
"But the doctor said once you woke up, we could take you home."
I smiled. "Yay."
"There's my bright and happy girl." It was Hunter. He came in the room.
"Hunter." I said, smiling again. Then a tall man walked in behind him.
"Ms. Way. Your awake and well. I'm Dr. Scott. I did your surgery."
I looked a little confused.
"I had surgery?..." I said quietly.
"Yes, you had a brain aneurism."
"What's that?" I asked.
"Well," The doctor spoke softly, "it's a disorder in which a vein in your brain grows a little. It starts to swell. And then it pops and begins to bleed. That's why you started to have a migraine. The vein was pressing against your skull. Then when the pain got so worse, you collapsed, the vein exploded. So we had to do surgery on your brain to stop the bleeding."
I looked at him. I cannot believe this all happened so quickly. The tears started to well up in my eyes. Mom and dad comforted me. Frankie at the end was tugging on my foot.
"I'll go get your papers and check you out and you'll be free to go."
The doctor walked out of the room. I put my hands in my head. They really did open up my head and cut into it? I feel sort of violated. A nurse then came in with a wheel chair.
"This is for you Ms. Way dear, to get to your car."
I tried to stand up on my own. I couldn't. Hunter came up behind me and grabbed my arm. He helped me walk to the chair. I sat down and smiled at him.
"Thank you."
He smiled at me. Daddy came up behind me and turned my chair around and pushed me out the door. Everyone looked at me strangely. I mean, the other people. The staff looked at me like they do any of their other patients. But some kids who were in the pediatric ward looked at the bandage on my head. I felt like a fish out of water. I felt so out of place. Daddy leaned over and kissed my head.
"Don't worry about them sweetheart, I still think your beautiful."
I smiled when he said that. We got to the car after what felt like forever. I sat down. Mom sat in the front with dad and Hunter was sitting next to me. He sat close to me and I leaned into him. I closed my eyes and breathed in. He smelled good. He smelled like soap. It smelled good. He kissed my head.
"Don't worry, your going to get all better, I promise."
He put his chin on my head. I smiled a little, even though I knew I was sick and I wasn't going to get over this yet.
*Hunter's POV*
When we got to her house I helped her walk up the stairs. She walked slowly but she wanted to get there. It's not like she had a broken leg or anything, it was just slow and steady. We got to her room and she laid down on her bed. I sat the the edge of it. She looked at me and I looked at her. Then I could see tears form in her eyes. I crawled over to her and put my arms around her. She hugged me tightly.
"I'm so sorry for this Hunter." She said softly.
"Hey, hey, hey, this is not your fault. This will never be your fault. I do not blame you and neither does anyone else."
"No it really is my fault. I got sick, and made everyone worry."
"Listen to me Bandit, even if this was something worse, like cancer for example, I would stay with you, no matter, through thick and thin."
She leaned over and kissed my cheek. Her lips were cold. I wrapped my arms around her. She soon fell asleep. I then stood up and slowly left. As I was about to leave the door, I whispered to her.
"I love you, Bandit, forever and always." Then I walked out the door an down the stairs. Her mom and dad were sitting on the couch. Then her father stood up.
"Hunter, we'd like to thank you. Your really amazing."
"I'm not.. I'm really just not..." I said, in all honesty.
"You are. Were very glad that Bandit has you."
"Thank you but I have to go now."
I waved goodbye and walked out the door. Mr. and Mrs. Way don't realize what I used to be. They don't get it. They don't understand. Bandit and her friends kind of know but not really. I don't know if I'll ever tell them but, I guess it won't hurt, and I might as well start now.

Notes

And the award for most patience goes out to you guys! My audience! Thank you guys so much for waiting 6 days for an update. I'm so freakin' sorry for the lack. I feel terrible. But like I said before, there was gonna be some shit that goes down and I guess there was. Anyways, please comment or message me what you guys thought. I would really appreciate it. I'm kind of thirsty right now...Love you guys to death!

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