life is a bitch or how death tore us apart and pulled us together

shitty day

The day dragged on without anything interesting happening.

My mother drove me to the hospital and I waited for two hours to talk with the doctors.

It appeared that nothing changed. Nothing at all.

A sudden pain, that's possible.

To much stress, to many worries and wush - the devil says hi again.

Lying in my bed I stared at the ceiling. My phone in my hand I thought about a reason to call Hayley.

I guess "because I wanted to hear your voice" does not count.

Don't know why but I really tried it.

With shaking hands I dialed the number. You could have woken me in the middle of the night and I would have been able to tell you her number.

But when somebody picked up the call, it wasn't Hayley's voice that answered.

It was an unknown man, judging his voice he must be in his midfortys.

" Sorry, wrong number. ", I apologized tiredly and hung up.

I was sure it was the right number. So she changed it. If course.

I could have known that earlier.

Sighing u trew my phone away.

I thought about the time when the two of us were dating again.

I had been ill with a stomach bug once and against all hesitation from my side she came and took care of me.

Of course she ended up falling sick the next week as well and it was my time to take care of her.

That had been one of the best times in my life. Cuddling, watching silly kids movies and doing nothing at all, just being with each other.

Oh,, how I wished she would be here now, bursting through the door, smiling shyly.

" Sorry it took me so long. Annie didn't want to let me go.", she would say and sit down at my bed.

"How are you? ", she would ask and feel my feather. " We'll fix this! ", she would say and kiss me passionate, ignoring my protests about not wanting her to get sick.

But there was no hand on my forehead and no Hayley on my bed.

There only was my mother, looking at me with her worried motherly eyes.

" I'm fine. ", I said, frowning at how husky and weak my voice sounded.

" I'll get you something to eat. ", she said.

The bare mentioning of food was too much for my stupid stomach to handle.

I jumped up and rushed to the bathroom.

" Just leave me alone, okay? ", u growled towards my mother.

What a shitt day!