a/n: Dudes. I am thoroughly sorry for my extreme tardiness. And there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. Life is nuts.
The hospital said they wanted to keep my grandma for examination. Two weeks followed and she was still in the hospital. As usual, it seemed that she enjoyed my presence more when Wes was with me, but I could deal with that. We tried to visit two or three times a week and I could see that Gram was slowly but surely regaining all of her strength. And attitude.
"Nellie. Could you at least attempt to look like a girl?" She asked from her bed. I simply rolled my eyes at her. Wes chuckled and she continued to upbraid me. "Honestly. It seems like we go out every weekend and buy you new clothes..."
I interrupted her, "We do go out every weekend and buy me clothes."
"Well, you just proved my point. I know that closet of yours is filled with all sorts of outfits that make you look much more feminine, but instead you insist on wearing jeans and a tee shirt everywhere you go!"
"Calm down, grandma. There is no need to be stressed about my clothes. I'm not, and you shouldn't either."
"Shouldn't worry about your clothes?" she asked, incredulously. She then began ranting to herself about the importance of looking one hundred percent, one hundred percent of the time. Just then I heard a knock at the door and the nurse came in.
"Ms. Karsten? You have another visitor." And just when she cleared out of the walkway, he entered the room. His auburn hair hung just above his eyes and he was wearing his school uniform. I could still remember everything about him. What I couldn't exactly recall was why he was here. In his hands, he held a bouquet of calla lilies, my grandmother's favorite. Of course he knew that. His hazel eyes met mine and they held a sense of arrogance on the outside, but the more I looked into them, they seemed apologetic. I couldn't let him trick me again. I would keep the promise to myself to never allow him back into my life. Ever.
"Hello, Mrs. Karsten. My mother informed me you were in the hospital and I just thought I would drop by." He said like a trained puppy.
"Oh, Adrian! You shouldn't have! And I see that you remembered my favorite flowers. You are just too sweet. Nellie, isn't he the sweetest?" My grandmother said, blushing.
"Sure." I said, not able to tear my eyes from him.
"Nellie. Don't be rude. Introduce Adrian." My grandmother scolded.
"Um, Wes. This is Adrian. Adrian, this is Wes." I could barely speak.
Wes felt my tenseness and reached out his hand saying, "I'm Nellie's boyfriend."
"Nice to meet you." He said through a closed smile.
"Adrian goes to the Academy across town. He plays baseball too, Wes."
"Is that so? Do we play each other this season?" Wes asked.
"Of course. Every year it's a toss up who wins. We are always pretty even. But if the pattern continues, we'll win the game this year. You all won last year."
"Well, it looks like we're just going to have to break that pattern."
Adrian scoffed. "We'll see. Back to the main attraction, how are you feeling, Mrs. Karsten? You had us all so worried."
"Besides the fact that I haven't gotten a manicure in two weeks, I'm positively golden. Especially since you decided to drop by."
"I guess I will just have to come by a little more often. It sounds like you need someone to keep you company."
"Wes and Nellie have been coming by, but every time Nellie comes in here looking like she just got out of bed, it just makes me feel so flustered."
"Oh, Mrs. Karsten. Your granddaughter looks beautiful in what ever she wears." He said throwing me a wink. I rolled my eyes. Wes tried to laugh, but it came out sounding incredibly fake.
"Well, Adrian." I said nodding my head in his direction. "Gram. We really must be going." I went over to my grandmother's bed side and kissed both of her cheeks. "We'll see both of you later." Well, hopefully not Adrian.
"Actually, I really must be off, too. I just thought I would pop in. I'll have to stop by later, when I can stay and have a visit." He went over and kissed both of her cheeks too.
"I guess that leaves my by myself. Bye lovelies! Nellie, you better not show up here dressed like a homeless person again."
"Yes, grandmother." I called over my shoulder as I went out the door.
As soon as the door to her door closed, I turned to Adrian. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I thought it was pretty clear, Nellie." He said with a smirk.
"Oh, was it? Hm. I guess I just didn't pick up on the reason. Care to explain?"
"I just came to visit your grandmother. That's all."
"You bet your ass that's all. I told you that I never wanted to see you again, and I truly meant that. I don't want to see you ever again. Ever."
"Quit being so immature, Nellie. That was almost a year ago. I think we can be civil with each other now." He said moving between Wes and I, towards the elevators. I looked over at Wes who looked very, very confused.
I began to stride over to Adrian, who was now waiting patiently for the elevator to come. "You really want to be civil?" I asked.
"Of course. Nellie, I told you that I wanted to stay friends."
I rolled my eyes. "You are so incredible. I don't think I know anyone who spews as much bull shit as you do."
"Nellie, you're far too kind." He said with a scoff.
"I don't really know what is happening right now, but can you please just stop?" Wes asked.
"You're right. You don't know what is happening. So maybe you should just stay out of it." Just then the elevator door opened.
We stepped in at the same time. "Adrian. Don't try and start anything." The rest of the elevator ride was silent and as we walked out the front door I turned to Adrian who was walking the opposite way. "Please don't come back. Seriously."
He turned back to me. "Nellie. I changed my mind. I just can't stay away from you. I want you back."