Chasing Kate

Chapter 7. 1 down, 2 to go.

1 down, 2 to go

If I could just get by with these next 2 days as Kate-Anna works her shifts I'll hopefully be discharged and not have to see her again before going back for my new semester.

Seeing Kate - Anna done something to me. I can't shake this feeling of emptiness inside my heart but I don't know what for. I was mesmerized by her beauty and I was so angry at the way she spoke to me.

None of this would ever compare to the hurt I put her through before I left for college.

Still, every time I closed my eyes to sleep last night, her face was the only one I saw.

Blonde curly hair flowing down her face and shoulders, blue crystal eyes that hide so much pain, her infectious smile. Her simple makeup but extravagant looks. Her dimple, the freckles splayed across her cheeks and nose in random spots. Kate-Anna has always been gorgeous. I was surprised and relieved to note that she didn't sport a wedding ring.

If you looked at me, my tattooed body and my style , I looked like a hooligan. My attitude and mistakes implied I was so much worse than that, yet I felt Kate-Anna could look past it all and see the true Luke.

Maybe the Luke that loved her was still inside of me. Maybe he wasn't. I broke both of our hearts over some pointless girl. Being without Kate-Anna has been the hardest thing I have done, it's taken more of a toll on me than the drugs or the alcohol. I couldn't shake this worthless feeling where she was concerned. If I hadn't had been so stupid, so selfish that night I could have made a good life with Kate.

Kate-Anna from what I gathered, stayed back in Compton to attend our community college and seeing that she had always excelled in her studies, she only had 3 years of college left when I left to go to Ohio State because she was so advanced.

I say Kate-Anna could have intimidated by me. Back when she knew me in high school I only had 4 tattoos. I had a pocket watch tattoo on my rib cage that was her a absolute favorite. I can remember lying in my bed with her as she traced every inch of it with her fingers. The watch was stopped on the time of my brother Brody's birth, and if you looked close enough on the engraving of the script and pattern on the actual watch, you would see the Letter K and the Letter L together. I never even told her, it was a secret I kept to myself. If I would have told her then and even now she would tell me to get rid of it.... I have a total of 56 tattoos. It's crazy to think I've added 52 since I saw her last. My sleeves have meaning, each item is placed precisely to mesh well and flow with my pieces. Most of the ones of my chest represent memories I have of Brody.

My memories are interrupted by a violent wave of nausea and I rush myself to the en suite hospital bathroom tripping over my feet in the process.

I heaved whatever contents my stomach contained. I grasped the toilet as the liquid left my mouth and splattered into the water. I heaved and heaved until there was nothing left.

I sat back against the wall, taking in the coldness comfort of the tile floor. My body began to ache and shiver and my head once again throbbed.

'I need to get some medicine to make this ease up, I can't take this pain' I thought to myself.

Pushing myself to my feet, I walked over to the door and out to the hall to the nurses station.

"Can I help you Mr. Wesley?" A old gray headed nurse said while looking up at me through the brim of her glasses.

"I umm, I need my nurse. I need something for this headache, like a pain killer or some thing." I replied.

"I will let Kate know. I am not authorized to give anything if you aren't my patient." She said, tapping her pen in annoyance.