Three kisses and a tear

Chapter three

I can see them dragging my bags off to the car that is parked right outside my hospital window. There is also a wheelchair being stroled into the room. But the person bringing it in is the one that shocked me. It was him. It was Nathan.

I watched as he pressed himself through the nurses and doctors and finally stood there silently besides my bed. He did not dare to make eye contact. He just stood there with his eyes fixed to the ground and his lovely hair drapped smoothly across his face. I tried- very sluggishly- to make myself sit up. But it was like some invisible elastic bands were forced to my back and strapped to the bed, restricting my movement. I let out a pain-filled moan wich made Nathans worry-filled eyes dart towards me. He reached his soft palm towards me and wrapped his warm fingers around mine.

" Take it easy. Don't move to fast." he said gently, helping me sit up.

" Thank you" I sighed, clasping my hand over my forehead. I found my eyes drifting away from the pain and merging with his again. I could not tell what was happening to me, or what this tightness in my stomatch was when I looked at him. The moment tarnished almost immediately as Olivia and my father walked in toghether. They were both discussig what seemed to be medication and other hospital stuff, I couldn't care less. " It's alright my lad, I'll take it from here.." My father said tilting his head towards Nathan, but he didn't seem to let go of the handles. " I'll do it sir, it will save you time to load some of her stuff into the car." Nathan replied tenderly. I could't help but grin at him, and he couldn't help but grin back.

After a few attempts and intense upper body strength, I managed to find my way into the wheelchair- of course with more help from Nathan. I could't help but shed a tear as we left the room. It had become a small part of me I was not sure I could leave behind. I watched as Olivia waved to me from a distance with the hugest smile I had ever seen pasted onto her face. I blew her a kiss, and she blew one back. Her eyes seemed to glisten, like they were just about to pour out. I felt my heart sink as her figureine became smaller and smaller until it was a dot-sized blur in the distance as we disappeared into the check- out point.

The light was beautiful. I could feel the freedom getting closer and closer with each step and each breath until..........finally we broke free of all the disinfectant smell and anxiety. The sun was warmer than ever before and pierced sweetly into my desperate skin. The wind brushed my face and the air awakened my lungs. It was the best feeling in the world.

But the feeling was short lived because as we went further and further from the hospital entrance, I felt a depression in my heart as I remembered that she was still in hospital, and that she was half conscious away in her misery. It was my fault.... all mine. And I know everyone says this, but it is true. If maybe I would't have called the taxi, if I would have just said no to the date. If maybe she would still be at home making me brownies. Just maybe..

I can feel the tears trickling down my face. And I'm sure that I have been crying this whole time.

" Are you okay?" A voice from behind me asks.I realize that Nathan was pushing the wheelchair the whole time." Yeah... it's just.... its my mom." I sniffled through the tears that had now refused to stay back. I tried wiping my eyes, but what was the point if they wouldn't stop leaking anyway.

I decided to start looking on the brighter side of things instead of getting depressed. I began to think of my room, my house and my friends and my old life,and how it would never be the same again. 

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