Unexpected

39.

Our conversation got interrupted by Calum. He entered the room with a serious face. I wondered what him and my mom had discussed.

I stayed quiet until he spoke.

"I talked to your mother." He said in a sad tone.

"And?" I asked.

"She said that she wasn't aware of the impact her words had on her. She seeemed sorry. She was crying went i told her how you felt."

I shook my head. "I don't believe it until she saids it in person to me."

"So do i." Calum said to me.

Luke nodded in agreement.

"Where's Michael? I haven't seen him in while." I asked both of them.

Luke answered. "He's been busy with your mom and other patient's. But he might drop by later today."

I smiled at him. "It's okay, i know that you all have very busy schedules. I don't want to oblige anyone in visiting."

"Becky you are important to us. We visit you because we want to not because we feel obligated to." Calum said firmly.

I simply smiled back. He could say it a thousand times and i still wouldn't believe it. I always felt like such a burden.

Soon the guys had to leave so i was left alone with the tv as my only entertainment.

I didn't really feel like watching anything serious so i just put twilight on. The movie sucked but it was still quite entertaining.

Halfway trough the movie Michael entered my room.

"Heyy how are we doing today?" He said with a big smile.

"Almost perfect." I said truthfully.

He sat down next to me in bed. "Don't tell me your watching that garbage." He said when he saw that i was watching twilight.

I laughed. "It's not that bad if you think of it as a comedy."

"Absolutely not." He said disgusted.

"Alright I'll turn it off. What do you want to watch?"

He shook his head and stood up. "I've got something much better."

He left my room and come back a minute later with my acoustic guitar in his hands.

"You brought my guitar?" I said surprised.

He nodded and handed it to me. "There is no one here to tell you that it's too loud."

"Thank you." I said as i gave him a hug. I definitely needed this. I hadn't played in so long and it used to make me so happy.

I played for a while as Michael listened.

After a while i felt myself getting tired so i lied the guitar down infront of me.

"Why did you stop?" Michael asked disappointed.

"I'm getting tired, sorry." I said as i rubbed my eyes.

"That's okay, I'll play you something." He grabbed the guitar and started to play an calming song.

I could listen to his voice for hours but unfortunately had my body different plans.

I yawned and lied down. I didn't want to sleep but i just couldn't resist it for much longer.

I closed my eyes as i drifted off to his voice.

I was already half asleep when the music stopped.

"Goodnight." He whispered after kissing my forehead.