Chelsea looked at her dad and held onto his hand as her other hand gripped onto the handle of her oxygen tank. She sighed as she breathed deeply still surprised she was out of the ICU. “I know I have to come back soon dad but I don’t think I am ready, I’m still getting bullied dad, Stiles is off doing other things, I am alone here, I don’t think I can take coming back today. I’m sorry, I wish I could.”
When he heard the word bullying a thin line replaced the sympathetic smile he had earlier.How dare they blame a girl with a severe health condition?And why was Stiles not doing anything about this? “Does Stiles know about this?Have you told him?’‘He sighed and tightened his grip around her hand and with his other hand he gently stroked her cheek. ’'Don’t be sorry sweetheart.It’s perfectly fine.I don’t want to put any pressure on you.Whenever you are ready,okay?”