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Mackenzie's POV//

Me and Ryder sat there quietly as Marcus lied in his bed, in a light slumber.

His upper chest was exposed and converted in connectors that attached to wires that were hooked up to countless machines around him.

I sat there holding Marcus's hand, waiting for him to wake up. Whilst Ryder sat there respectfully and quietly.

After about 15 minutes of complete silence, Marcus begins to rustle in his sleep.

I quick ride from my seat and place my hand on his cheek, never losing a hold of his hand.

Marcus nuzzles up against my hand before slowly opening his eyes to the bright hospital room lights.

"Hey sis" He groans cracking a cheeky smile.

"Hey clumsy" I laugh, tears of joy filling my eyes.

"I'm ok, don't cry" Marcus sighs reaching up with his open hand and wiping a tear that slipped from the corner of my eye

"You scared me Marcus, don't ever do that again!" I scold, more tears falling.

"I had to protect you" Marcus lightly smiles. He begins to try and sit up but grunts in pain while trying.

Ryder quickly shoots up from his chair to support Marcus.

"Careful there buddy" Ryder groans slowly lifting Marcus whilst I ride the hospital bed so he can be sat up.

"You don't have to protect me Marcus, you could have died" I whine, flashbacks of earlier today flashing through my head.

"Speaking of which, he's gonna regret hitting you" I suddenly remember Ricky hitting me and i walk over to the bathroom mirror.

When i get there i notice a large black and blue bruise across my left cheek. I slowly bring down the shoulder of my shirt to show a deep red mark with a black and blue bruise surrounding it.

My wrists were still rashed up and bruised from the last Ricky grabbed me. My eyes were red and puffy, luckily i don't wear makeup cause if i did it would be completely ruined.

"You need to cover that bruise Kenz" Ryder announces walking over to the bathroom.

"I have concealer in my bag" I sigh grabbing it from my backpack and walking back to the mirror.

I put some on to cover up the bruise on my cheek then walk over to cover Marcus's visible bruises as well.

"So this is how you guys protect yourselves?" Ryder asks sitting down in the chair once again.

"Pretty much" Marcus bluntly snarks.

"Are you hungry Mark?" I ask changing the subject, as i do so i can view Ryder staring at me with shocked eyes, "You haven't eaten in 10+ hours"

"Yeah, i could eat" Marcus smiles pressing the nurse assistant button

"What about you Kenzie?" Ryder asks as i sit back in my chair

"Not hungry" I lie crossing my arms across my chest.

"Uh-uh, don't lie like that. We were in this exact position with you not too long ago. Don't let your disease get in the way again" Marcus scolds staring at me

"I'm not!" I shout looking at him wide-eyed

"Did you take your meds?" Marcus scolds once again.

I'm about to answer but a nurse, profound of me and Marcus walks in with food.

"Don't lie Mackenzie" My older sister Macy taunts placing the tray of food on Marcus's table.

"Marcus, Mackenzie, and Macy. The three musketeers are together once again" Ryder smirks from his chair

"Hello Ryder" Macy smiles awkwardly

"Hey" Ryder stutters back.

Macy and Ryder had a thing for eachother and sorta kinda dated eachother for about 14 months a year or so ago. They've been awkward ever since they broke up due to Macy getting a job here at hospital.

"How have you been?" Macy continues, trying to make conversation.

I feel my heart drop to my stomach as Macy struts torwards Ryder and takes a seat by him, very close by him.

"I've been good" Ryder smirks focusing his full attention on Macy.

"We should hang out and catch up sometime" Macy winks placing a kiss on Ryder's cheek.

Instant jealousy washes over me as Ryder smiles up at Macy as she stands up.

"Your not Anorexic anymore, don't try and bring the habit back" She scolds before walking out the door.

Ryder blatantly stares at Macy's ass on her way out, smirking.

In the pit of my stomach i feel major jealousy.

But i don't know why!

Ryder is just a fuck buddy. i can't like him

but what if i do?

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