Three kisses and a tear

Chapter Two

I think I'm happy. But I know that I'm probably not. Being discharged is a good thing...but not if it means being torn away from your mother. Somehow, I feel safer here, in this room, a few blocks from hers. I can feel a connection between us, even though we are far apart.

There is rumbling in the distance and I feel someone approaching. A tall shadow cascades on the wall- as I can see through the observation glass. Then I notice the blond hair dancing freely in the wind.

“Morning sweetie," the nurse says peeking through the door. I feel a smile being slapped onto my face. I immediately inhale the lingering, sweet smell of maple syrup in the air.

“WAFFLES!" I managed to shout, my mood changing instantly. As she lay the tray down, I caught a glimpse of her name tag which read 'Olivia".

“You have a pretty name." I mumbled. She looked at me warmly and smiled.  Even before I could lower morsel of my food into my mouth, the same blue eyes that met mine a few days go appeared. It was just something about them that made me fall into them and picture my life in a split second in a whole different way. My heart felt warmer, in a way that I just couldn't describe. 

I noticed the sudden silence in the room.

“Have you even heard a word I've said?" Olivia asked. I was too caught up in the moment to realize she was talking the whole time I was staring into the boy’s eyes.

“Nathan." Olivia sighed. I shot her a perplexed look, not knowing what she was talking about.

“His name is Nathan." she repeated wearily. I noticed her grin slightly as I turned to pick up my waffles.

There was some light rattling on the door before some curly locks sprung out from the glass. I watched as my father came slowly closer to me. I saw his failed effort to pin back the tears that were dancing in his eyes. He stood there motionless, as if mesmerized by his own daughter. All he could do was run his delicate fingers through my hair, so lightly, as if in fear of breaking me.