Dear Diary, I Have a Mate

Chapter 3

Dear Diary,

Where am I?

~Aria

"She's fine," a voice assured again.

Is the she they're talking about me?

Wait where am I?

"Why isn't she waking up?" a deep voice growled, Ty?

"She is waking up," she replied.

"Aria, are you awake?" Ty asked.

I felt him grab my hand.

I squeezed my eyes and the opened them.

"Aria," he gasped.

I looked over at him and then down at my arm that was now in a cast.

Great, why am I in a cast?

"Are you okay, what happened?" he asked.

I pointed to my left arm that was now covered with a cast.

"You broke your arm," he replied.

Dammit my dad is going to be pissed. If I have a cast on my arm then that means I went to the hospital, wait is that where I am right now?

"Aria please, how did this happen?" he asked again.

I looked down at my sheets.

"I heard you scream," he stated.

I ground my teeth together.

"So I know that voice in there works," he added.

I never made any assumption that I couldn't talk.

"Why won't you use it?" he asked.

Can't, I motioned with my hand.

"Physically you can," he pushed.

I pointed to my brain.

"Mentally," he guessed.

I nodded.

"Aria I know that you aren't stupid, in fact you are quite smart," he pressed.

I shrugged.

"Just draw a picture," he suggested.

I took the piece of paper drew a swing and then handed it back.

"You fell off the swing?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Okay," he smiled.

I sighed I'm going to be killed if I don't get home.

I looked around for a clock; there was one on the side table that said it was two.

I looked down and noticed my scarf was still on, good because the last thing I needed was for him to question me about that.

"Are you too hot?" he asked.

I shook my head even though I was.

"You shouldn't have worn long pants and sleeves today," he added.

Yes I'm aware.

"Do you want to spend the night here?" he asked.

I quickly shook my head and started to get out of the bed.

"Hold on," he panicked while wrapping his arm around my waist and helping me.

I held back my groan; I had a huge bruise on my hip from last night.

"What hurts?" he almost growled.

I pointed to my arm even though I could barely feel it.

"She gave you medicine for the pain," he said mostly to himself.