Hot Geeks

He let out a sharp gasp of pain as the metal utensil explored his stomach. I pulled in and out several times.

Then my senses returned.

"Luke?" I breathed out as he collapsed. "RYDER!" I screamed my lungs out.

I could hear feet running up the stairs and the door to my room burst open.

Ryder looked at Luke's unconscious body and the fork in my hand.

"Shit," he muttered.

"It wasn't intentional," I started shivering. "I swear,it wasn't!"

He slung an arm around Luke's neck and helped him up. He practically dragged him downstairs. I followed like a dog.

We arrived at the hospital and the doctors were attending to Luke. I sat in the waiting room biting my nails furiously. It's been three hours.

"You're going back to therapy," Ryder said with a straight face.

"Ry, I can't go back. That place is hell!"

"I don't care what it is, you're going back!" He glared at me.

Tears streamed down my face into my lips. Salty. Therapy, I thought. I had became a regular there.

"Luke Henderson," a man in a lab coat called out.

"Here," I raised my hand anxiously.

"This way,"he motioned to us.

We walked through a hallway before he led us to a room. We entered and saw Luke on the hospital bed completely covered up to his chest with a blanket.

He had a weak smile on his face. I could tell he was merely enduring the pain.

The doctor left the room.

"Hey guys." He croaked out.

"You okay?" Ryder moved closer and placed a hand on his shoulder.

He nodded slowly. He strained his neck to look at me.

"Hey Theresa." He smiled at me.

"I..I .. wa ... wanna.." I stuttered.

"Am I that hot in these patient clothes?" He smirked at me.

I broke down finally and went on my knees in front of him.

"Theresa, what are you doing? Come on, get up." He tried to sit up but jerked down.

"I'm really sorry. I know I seem like a monster to you but please forgive me. It wasn't intentional." I pleaded. Ryder sighed and sat on the couch.

"Theresa," he said and I interrupted.

"I know. I'll leave to make you feel comfortable but please let me handle your bills and make sure you're okay."

I stood up and ran out to the reception. I signed some papers and left for the doctors office.

"He's gonna be fine in week or so, don't worry."

I texted Ryder to please meet me outside his room.

"What?" He crossed his arm across his chest.

"I settled his bills."

"So?"

"The doctor said he's gonna be fine in a week. I'll stay with Scott for that period. I think it's better to stay away from him."

"You're running away from him?"

"Yeah. That's the best option." I turned to leave. "And please tell Lucas about it."

"Scott." I knocked on his window for the third time. I had climbed up on a tree to his window. The light were turned on and the window was opened.

"Tess, what are you doing here?" He rubbed his eyes with his left hand and held out his right for me.

I climbed in and closed the window. I was still sniffling. He noticed my eyes and raised an eyebrow.

"What happened?"

I threw my arms around his neck and buried my face in his chest. The tears sprung freely on their own this time.

"It's okay." He patted my back.

"I almost killed him," I whispered into his ears.

"Who?"

"Luke. I stabbed him repeatedly with a fork." I disengaged from his embrace. "It wasn't intentional,I didn't mean it."

I started to explain to him but he cut me off and pulled me back into his arms.

"It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be fine." He said into my hair.

The door to his room opened and his mother walked in.

"Tanya," I hugged her fiercely.

"It's okay dear. You'll be fine."

I really wanted to believe those words. It's okay. It's gonna be fine. Empty words. It wasn't and isn't going to be fine. Not when Luke was lying in pain in the hospital.