Melancholic Love <3

Chapter 2 {The Fight}

Chapter 2
The fight

     It's crazy to think that I'm doing something that my girlfriend always told me to avoid. I just think this is my destiny and a chance to prove my love to her. I didn't have enough time with you and I know that I was never really home. I'm really sorry for everything I've done if you can even hear me talk right now. I know I'm not supposed to do this but the battle is going to start soon and I signed up for it. They needed people anyways so might as well do something with my life. You told me not to join as long as you're with me but you're dead so..
     There's only one problem, i'm not a samurai and I'm not really sure what they do or what their techniques are. It might not end well but hey that means we can see each other sooner right ? Wrong. As soon as I got onto the battlefield there was blood and bodies everywhere. I was trying to avoid them best as I could, but it was hard to see them suffer, and since I wasn't paying attention I became one of those bodies on the ground. Everything was going well, I was fighting for my country, until slowly one man went down, then two, then four, and until no one was left on our side. We managed to win, not I though. I was on the hospital bed, dying.
     All I could think about was you. You, you, you. You never left my mind and it drives me nuts. Unfortunately, I wasn't there for the battle to finish. They took me to the hospital way too quick for my comfort. I wanted to see our victory, especially since I was also in the battle, but things can't always go your way right? I was conscious of everything, for whatever the doctor said, or what they were doing. I was just falling asleep, which was weird because it was the middle of the day.
     Just when I was going to take my sweet little nap the doctors rushed in and my heart monitor stopped. All I heard was *beep* echoing through the rooms. I watched myself die while my spirit slowly roamed around. There was a lot of noise, kids screaming, parents crying, people dying. It was terrible. I was just about to enter a room where a little girl was lying on the bed. She looked just like her.. and I was tempted to call her my love, but then I woke up. They "revived me" or so I thought. I was trapped in a coma.
     I was fighting to try to get out. I didn't like the feeling at all. I heard everything but I couldn't see, plus I had no reaction. I mean it's not like I needed any.. I had no one to come visit me anyways. My parents both died when I was young. My mom had cancer like my girlfriend, and my dad died as a samurai. Who knew we would all have the same fate. Few years later, I was still in a coma. It's been 5 years. Obviously I was too young to die, but if it was my time.. I wanted death, not a coma keeping me from dying. They were getting tired of me, I know it. I can't do anything about it even if I tried.
     What's odd was that I heard the doctors say they were planning on moving me soon. I didn't know where since they didn't give details, nor did I know when. Five more years later I felt the bed move. They were lifting me up of some sort. At some point the bed went sideways and I felt myself fall into a bin. I don't know what bin, maybe they were throwing me out like an old sack of potatoes. To my surprise, that wasn't the case. They tossed me in a freezer. It got below 0 really quick and I started to stiffen. Before they shut the freezer, I heard the scientists say-

"He's a special one alright. He will be here for a while, maybe even preserved."

I didn't want to be preserved. My soul would never get to rest. I wanted to be with my parents.. and especially my girlfriend. I wanted to go home with them. Has God really abandoned me? Why am I getting treated like this, answer me please. They never
once opened the freezer again, making me stuck in a loop of memories. I only thought about the good things in life. I was trying to brighten the situation up. It could've been worse, right? Maybe not. Maybe I'm in the worst case scenario, and I'll never get out. All of that was continuously playing in a loop. The day we met in that cherry blossom park, at the end of street 33. That number always led me to good things. You were playing with the kids, giving them comfort if they got hurt. We both noticed each other for a fraction of a second and then you looked away. I saw a hint of red on your face, making me smile. You were gorgeous. You gave me butterflies and I never had the courage to walk up to you. One day, you never came to the park anymore. I regretted not taking the chance God gave me to talk to you. That was my first mistake, or so I thought. As I turned around, there you were.. with a bouquet of flowers in your hands and a note. Why the note ? You didn't have the ability to speak. The note said-

"I'm mute, i'm sorry. I saw you last week and I couldn't help but see how handsome you were. I understand if you don't want to talk to me, since I'm not perfect like others"

I stopped reading and looked up.

"Perfect ? You're more than perfect and God gave you a beautiful identity with a calming soul" I said while smiling, handing her back the note.

I get it. We just met, but she was different. This was love at first sight. She opened her mouth to try to speak as tears slid down her fair skin, but as expected no sound came out. I stopped her and put my hand on her cheek and wiped her tears.

"Don't force yourself to speak, i'm fine with notes.. perhaps I can learn sign language for you?"

She immediately looked up and a giant smile spread across her face. It made my heart flutter and she took my hand. She ran with me, going in between the cherry blossom trees. I instantly caught a flower and stopped her. I gently put it in her hair and she picked up a flower as well and did the same to me. That flower was precious to me and I still have it to this very day. If only I could've just reached into my pocket and grabbed it.. shortly after I was disrupted from my dream. They were pulling me out the freezer and it instantly got warmer. It was such a surprise, since I was stuck in that loop for 5 more years. I overheard the scientists say-

"Send him to the museum, so they can preserve him the next morning."

My chest felt heavy. Why couldn't I wake up already ?! I needed to get out.