Once Again R\M
Why aren’t you here….
It’s been a while before she put her hand on the door knob, taking a deep breath, as a single tear escape from her eyes; she takes slow, weak steps towards the chair next to the bed. She has made this path so many times in the last few days, it gets on getting harder and harder, there was no sign of improvement, there was no sign that a happy day will be around soon, not that happiness last long here, there was something in the way of someone that ended, messing with all of them.
She sat in the plastic chair, taking the hand of the beautiful girl that was in the bed in front of her, tears started running down her face, it didn’t ruined her mask, because she wasn’t able of putting any not in times like this… She let a deep sign, letting her mind and heart speak, free, careless, since the doctors said she could listen, and that it could help her recover, she didn’t care about that, she wanted her best friend back, so she did what she thought she could do, she sat there, day after day, talking to her, about everything and nothing, but today she felt weak, it was hard to be there, she admit it, it was hard because she needed to be strong for herself, for her and her boyfriend, so today she just started with him, one of the most important man in her life, after her father.
We all end up with who we are meant to be, the love of your life…although sometimes that one, makes you feel your are not enough, that you are alone…sometimes we don’t need the love of your life, the love of your life isn’t Brad Pit, Orlando Bloom or Ben Mackenzie, sometimes he is just the geek in class, and he feels so right to be with him, that no matter what things will be right in the end. All right he does stuff of a 9 year old, course he hurt me once or twice, but I know he did it for me, at least now I know. How can I be strong for him, when he is a wreck just like me? How are we supposed to be the fantastic 4, if neither of you don’t gives us some kind of signal that you want to return, I know you want, but what is holding you…. You never were the weak one, sure you weren’t perfect, no one is, we all have dreams, bad choices, things we aren’t proud of, but hey got to makes mistakes to learn…She let her hand, trough her face, cleaning the tears that had fallen, her body shaking at each sob, making her bit her lip, to prevent her of a total breakdown, that happened every night, before she cried herself to sleep. She had lost track of how many times, she had waken up in the middle of the night, in a sweat, dreaming about the last time, they had been together, playing around, then she would dream of them driving to the airport, then them on the bed, only to be waken up by a phone ringing, she would answer, hear it was from the hospital and the line going dead, she would call her boyfriend, and they would go for a walk, just to be there to support each other, they couldn’t be alone, they didn’t wanted to be alone. After a while she pulled herself together, she needed to be strong, she had to be strong, there was still hope, and beside she would never let her be like that, if it was the other way, she wouldn’t want her to be crying like that. She pulled herself, straightens her hair, grabbed her Armani bag, and pulled out something that she always had since kindergarten; most people would think it was childish of her, but, right now she didn’t care of what the world thought.
I know many people thing its childish to be around a plastic horse, maybe I am, maybe right now I need the to be a child, so here I want you to have these two by your side, for when you wake up, cause I know you will wake up, I want you to know we will always be around… She put around her best friend, one purple little pony, princess sparkle and one teddy of snoopy…
I know you’ll come around also, might as well keep you safe, with some kind of memory from him, so you know he bought you this before valentines, me and Seth found it wrapped inside his closet, it had your name on the envelope, that I will give it to you later,.
With that Summer, got up, going to the wait room, one place that already was starting to feel like a second house to her.
This isn’t the way I wanted to spend my summer before college, but in this town nothing is what it seems or goes as we want…
Wake up, we miss you…
He walked with a steady pass, he wasn’t the same, and nothing would ever be the same. Maybe all his innocence was now lost, the way he walked now was confident, not that he was very but the situation demand for him to be like this, right now he had to grow, from the child he claimed to be, to act like the young man he was meant to be. He recalls the night before, he arrived home late, it was usual these days, and he knew his parents were trying to be strong for him, for all of them, but he didn’t care anymore. He made his way into the kitchen, open the fridge taking a bottle of water, he took a sip, closing his eyes as the cold liquid run through is throat, as he open his eyes, he looked outside, seeing the pool house lights very dim, he made his way to there, without knowing what to feel, he put his and on the door knob, taking a deep breath, unsure of what to expect, he looked inside and is heart just broke, in more pieces than it was already broken, as his mother cried curled in a ball, in the bed ahed of him, his father trying to comfort her, while himself was falling. Now he was standing at the white door, in that white corridor, he wanted to scream, beat someone up, he never was the strong one, but all this anger was building inside him, not even his jokes can make it right now, he sees a coffee machine, and wonders why not, he gets a mug with coffee and walks inside the room, the sound of the machine again, at least its steady, strong, nothing is wrong. He started looking at him, staring into his eyes, passing the coffee under his nose, like he had done so many times before when they where in the same house. But right now it didn’t matter; it probably would not wake him up. He sat in the chair, letting go of his breath, taking a deep sip on the coffee, he looks at the bed, and then shakes his head.
How could this happen? I know how, I mean why? It’s always someone related to us, maybe this city is just bad karma for us, it never was easy, funny how the best thing that happen to me, came from something every one know its wrong. Who ever thought that a kid from chino, that steals cars, punches people, is better than these newpsies.
He lets out a deep sign, passing is hand trough his hair… I know my hair is winning today, it as been in a few days… he kept looking at the coffee, watching the black water, finding his own eyes there, he could see them all red, and the bags under, all the signs of him being tired, he raise himself making his way into the window, watching the sun across the sky.
Man, I know you aren’t my blood brother, but you are my real brother, my best friend, beside Summer. You know me better than anyone, hey that is not hard, I speak a lot, and mumble even more, but we all learned to love you, and everyone sees you as a part of the family, I know my father and my mother love you as much as they love me, even, the nana likes you, I guess you are a proof that she raise, our father well, and despite the fact he married a newpsie, the best anyone could find, and that she accepted you is just amazing. You need to wake up, man you can I challenge to PS, mom and dad can’t play beside they really miss you, I miss catching them in the kitchen, not that I need that, but hey I miss it, but most of all I miss you
For a while he just paced back and forth in the round, he didn’t knew what else to say, he wanted to shake him, making him wake up, but he knew he couldn’t it wouldn’t solve anything on the other hand, it could even make things worse, the doctors weren’t sure of his state, apparently he could wake up any moment, but he didn’t all his signals were fine, but nothing they could do, except wait. He took a set towards the door, grabbing the bag he left at the door, taking cap. Oats and Share bear.
I want them here to watch over you, so you never are alone, and if you wake up you know that we are here. The share bear was Summer idea, she said you would enjoy having something from her, and since she has your snoopy, he found him and put in her room
Man please just wake up…. he left out as he open the door, walking into that corridor again, hoping that next time he would leave that room, his brother was going with him to pick up Marissa and Summer and they will laugh, about some story of high school.