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Post by Brendan Reid on Jan 19, 2010 1:06:00 GMT
Brendan shrugged, watching the nurse put on the new wristband with his name and date of birth on it.
"You dont have to sleep with me." He said, pushing the thin sheet, realizing he was in his boxers, then pulling it back. "Thats going to be somewhat of a problem..."
He sighed, realizing how long a week really was. Seven days. Countless hours. And most of those he would be spending completely alone, a nurse just a button away. He groaned and turned over, then realized suddenly that he couldnt do that and rolled back over to his back.
"This is going to be the worst week of my LIFE!" He griped, punching the bed. He would be stuck in this position for a week. No moving. How wonderful.
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Post by Diane McLain on Jan 19, 2010 1:11:59 GMT
Diane looked at him sympathetically, wishing that she could make it all go away, and that she could make everything better for him. So far, this was turning out probably the worst day in her life, and she had been through some pretty bad ones before. "Yeah, no one said it was going to be easy..." she told him, "No one ever said it would be so hard..." she trailed off, finshing the song lyric, before shaking her head, realising now probably wasn't the time.
"Well, I'll be here to keep you company the whole time, I promise." she said, warming him with a smile. "And... I really did mean what I said, Brendan," she said, her face blushing as she realised how suspicious it would seem if she didn't mention it again, "I do love you." she told him with a comforting smile, almost feeling proud of herself for both saying it and meaning it.
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Post by Brendan Reid on Jan 19, 2010 1:21:12 GMT
Brendan nodded, still doubting she really meant it but pretended he did believe her.
"I love you too, baby." He said, squeezing her hand gently.
I.... used to think I was in love, and even that wasn't even close. I know it'll be a long time before I can say I feel love, just because I've felt such a pure kind. But that doesn't mean I feel it any less. Her words echoed in his head, haunting him.
"I love you too.."
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Post by Diane McLain on Jan 19, 2010 1:27:28 GMT
She smiled, knowing that he meant every word, just as she did. She never thought she would have been as in love as she was at that very moment, and had really become surprised that she had achieved it with so little work or time. It seemed suspicious that something so pure and beautiful could be achieved so easily, though she knew it was slippy and could be taken from her far too easily. She brought his hand to her lips, contemplating this, knowing she would protect it with everything she had.
"So much for our movie..." Diane said, softly laughing since it seemed the only thing to do. It was either that or cry, and she'd done enough of that today.
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Post by Brendan Reid on Jan 19, 2010 1:38:07 GMT
Brendan laughed, caressing her cheek gently. She meant so much to him. She was his whole world now. And he wasnt willing to give her up for anything. She would have to be pryed from his cold, dead arms- thats the way he saw things. Of course, there was always the chance she would fall out of love with him and hate him for the rest of their lives. He cringed a bit, wishing he could sit up.
He pulled his hand away and wrung them in the sheets, really depressed now. All the thoughts of loosing Diane and being alone making him sadder and sadder by the moment. A tear spilled down his cheek and he wiped at it, pretending its all ok.
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Post by Diane McLain on Jan 19, 2010 1:58:20 GMT
Diane sighed, sadness filling her as she saw him upset. "Hey...." she said, wiping away his tear, "No crying, alright?" she demanded with a warm smile. "I'm going to stay right here with you, alright?" she told him, sitting up on the bed and lying down next to him, wrapping her arms softly around him and making sure she wasn't hurting anywhere. "I'm going to stay here as long as you need me... because I love you..." she said, kissing him softly on the cheek, waiting with him in her arms until she was almost too exhasted to leave, finally making the long, lonely journey back home...
-fini-
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