Sage's POV
I sit in the hospital room with the girl from the store, whose name [recently learned] is Delilah. She just got out of surgery 3 hours ago. I'm waiting for her lover to get here so she's not alone. I take a bite of my granola bar. The nurse gave it to me, she was nice. *ding* I look down at my phone and open a message.
"🔫Albert🔫"
[where are u?]
[Long story, the hospital. Not for me though]
[Oh... sage has friends?]
[-_- I'll explain when I get home]
[K dude]
I scroll through Pinterest for a few minutes. *knock knock knock* I turn my head to the door and wave a girl in, she's wearing black leggings and an oversized white fuzzy sweater. She walks in and gasps covering her mouth with her hand.
"Delilah!" She whisper-yells sprinting to the hospital bed. She leans down and rubs Delilah's face with her sweater. "Oh baby," She says with a tear rolling down her cheek.
"Mhhm," Delilah grumbles opening her eyes. "Sarah?" She looks up at the woman in front of her.
"Hey there Delilah, what's it like in New York City. I'm a thousand miles away but tonight you look so pretty. . ." Sarah says with her voice cracking, tears rolling down her cheeks. Delilah pulls Sarah into a deep kiss.
"I think, this is my time to go. . ." I say standing from the chair and throwing my trash away.
"Thank you," Sarah says turning around, her mascara dried on her cheeks.
"Your welcome, I wasn't gonna let her die," I say trying to leave the room.
"Well. . . goodbye." She says waving to me, I wave back, put my hands in my pockets and walk off.
