That’s why I always wear long sleeve shirts, even though it only gives the kids at school another reason to laugh at me. I wonder if he visited me while I was asleep. But probably not because of all the drugs they found in my system. He’ll want to keep a low profile for awhile. My own mother probably didn’t even come and see me, let alone Dominic. I look over at Charlie. Ugly Nurse Lady was gone now so I know he is expecting me to say something to him.
"Go home Charlie, you look like crap," I say to him because I can’t think of anything else to say and because I don’t want him to look at me like I’m a disappointment. I don’t need that right now.
"Is that really what you want Lucy? Hmm? You want me to leave? Because if that is what you really want, then I’ll go." Charlie says as he gets up.
"Yes I want you to leave!" I yell at him "Leave! I don’t want you here! Can’t you see I want to be alone, Charlie?!" I hold my gaze at him to show that I mean it and to hide that I am actually crumbling inside.
"Fine." He says it in a whisper which I can barely hear. It sounded almost as if he’s giving up on me. I look into his eyes and see the hurt that I caused him. When he looks back into mine I know he can only see the black hard coldness in them. I don’t even soften my glance. He packs up his things as I turn on my side away from him and curl up into a ball. Just as he is about to leave I can hear him hesitate at the door.
"I still love you Luce, don’t ever forget it." Then he left. That’s when I started to cry. But crying is an understatement; I am bawling, sobbing my eyes out. Then I feel a hand on my shoulder.
"Charlie!" I say. But when I turn around it’s just Ugly Nurse Lady.