Fool's Gold

Chapter 2

A week or so after this I ran into Nick at the shops. He said that he was sorry for my loss and we had a chat. Nick said that he was still dating Brittney which made me feel worse inside but I smiled and said that I was happy for him. To be honest there wasn't much else I could do, that was until I thought of something to do. I simply started talking and ended up saying this :
Nick I know that you aren't going to want to hear this but I'm in love with you. From the day we first met I always had a soft spot for you. It was love at first sight. Seeing your handsome face again has reminded me of my love for you. I know that you are dating Brittney but I needed to tell you. I couldn't hide my love for you for another day.
Nick stared at me for what seemed like an eternity. The possibility of him rejecting me hit my mind so I ran. I ran out of the shops and started to make my way home. I stopped in a park though and sat down. The anxiousness was over taking me. I sat there for 10 minutes until I saw a figure appear in the distance. Before I knew it the figure was sitting next to me, it was Nick. He said that he had called Brittney and broken up with her because all along he was in love with me but was unsure if I felt the same way. It was the happiest day of my life. After all of the days of making awkward eye contact or being on the phone until one in the morning, I could finally call him mine. That day we shared our first kiss.

Things were getting better but they were too good to be true. Nick and I were hanging out a lot but a month after this glorious day, Nick was in a car accident with his mum. His dad called me and I rushed to hospital. The accident was so bad that Nick was put in an induced coma. The doctors weren't hopeful. I sprinted into the hospital and asked where I could find Nick. The nurse told me where to go, but when I got there the doctors wouldn't let me see him. They said that they weren't allowing any visitors at all. Now this brings me back to the beginning; heartbreak. Despair. Isolation. I'm sitting here surrounded by white. White walls, white roof, white furniture. A puddle of tears is forming on the floor beneath me. How did this happen? It feels as though a rock is inside my stomach and every second it's just getting heavier. God, oh god I wish that I could turn back time. After what has happened the past couple of months I don't know what's going to happen next. I hear quiet sobs from further down this lengthy corridor. They are getting louder every second. I turn my head to see who is the owner of the sobs, it's Nick's mum. She hasn't got a mark on her body. I choose not to talk to her, it would only make her feel worse. I decide to sit here and think about all of the bad news that people have received in this haunting corridor. I hope I'm not one of the hundreds of people that has been told that someone has died. I wouldn't be able to handle it.

I sit there for hours on end until the doctors finally say that I can see Nick. I get up and race to where his room is. Nick's parent are already in there. I think that the sight of Nick has made his mum worse. She has to excuse herself from the room just so she can control the sobbing. Admittedly though, Nick didn't look good at all. Tubes were connected to him everywhere, he just looked like a young man with a death sentence. I walked up to him and took his hand in mine. It was still warm. His eyes had lost that sparkle that they usually have, but I knew that it could only get better from here.

We chatted for a couple of hours until my mum called me to come home. I didn't want to leave. I said goodbye to Nick, knowing that it could possibly be my last goodbye to him. We kissed and then I left. That night I couldn't sleep. Nick was on my mind and I felt the need to go and see him.