*Aria's POV*
It'd been two days at the hospital and Jaxon still hadn't shown up to check on me. My broken ribs were half healed and that gave me the ability to sit up and move around a little.
"Why did you tell your mom this was minor accident"
I turned around from the windowpane where I sat reading a book and turned to face Tim as he entered the ward with his backpack slung over his arms.
"Hi how was school today"
"Answer my question Aria", he padded into the middle of the room and placed the box containing a box of pizza and a jar of milk on the bed. "I was expecting your mother to show up"
"But she already settled the hospital bills"
"That's not the issue here, "he said and I watched as concern swallowed up his face, "you're in a critical condition, you can barely stand for two minutes"
I placed my hand over my left eye to reduce the pain I was feeling in my left eye, the pain that had been recurring since the accident took place.
"Did Jaxon come to school today?"
