Would You Still Be There

I watch Alan pick up his phone and call my dad, but right now, I honestly couldn't care less. Just knowing Alan is okay had maken me relax. I hear my dads worried voice and see how Alan hangs up.


"He's coming to get you in a few minutes. He tells you to wait outside." Alan says and looks at me. I simply nodd and start walking towards the door when I feel how Alan grabs my shoulder, turning me around.



"Hey, uhm Austin.. I'm so sorry. For everything. And I don't know if I'll be able to visit you at all right now..."


"It's okay, Alan. I swear." I smile. Of course, I wanted him to visit me but if his stupid dad forbid him, there was nothing I could do.


Alan walked me out to the door, where my dad already was waiting. He looked pissed. But since I got into the hospital, his drinking problems was almost gone, and that was such a relief. Maybe everything would actually turn out okay in the end.


I give Alan a quick hug and walk towards the car. I get into it.


"Hey dad.." I look at him and he ignores me. I turn my head towards the windows instead.


"You know you just can't leave the hospital like that, you could have died.." He mumbles.


"I'm actually better.."


"I don't know how much I can trust you anymore. I mean, you could hide your fucking eating disorder from me, and just.. I don't know."


I keep on looking out the window. I don't want to answer. He doesn't understand how I feel. He understands absolutely nothing. Everything would be better if just mom was here..


We arrive at the hospital and I get out of the car without a word. I walk into the hospital, letting a doctor take me to my room.

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