In A Heartbeat

Chapter 9

Kane

The breeze caressed my face and blew through my hair making the skin tingle from the gentleness of it making me the shiver,  I shake out of my trance. Spaced out I forgot that I was driving although I was somehow consciously doing it.  On the way back to the hospital I couldn't shake the idea that who did this is someone I may have seen. Although it is just a hunch I will look into it for the sake of Ezra's safety.

Never in a million years did I think I was capable of feeling this way... whatever this is about a woman. Ezra is different from women I've went after before. Ezra doesn't pass judgment, she's tough, she isn't too feminine and neither has too many masculine traits. She is soft, independent and understanding. She makes a man feel at home. She is so beautiful her eyes like sage green with pecks of gold that it reminds me of the jades and golds. Her skin is like warm honey , smokey quartz that it reminds me of fall, hot chocolate , beautiful desserts , she makes me think of beauty that has never been touched, seen it described the beauty that only God knows how to describe. I thank him for placing her in my life.  I love the way her body is. Her hips , and the little pudge she has. The way the stretch marks form on her body, in my eyes they mean her beauty is extending. I feel my face get hot as I started to think about everything else about her...especially what is between her legs. I shake my head and reposition myself in the seat and turn on the radio. I do not want to view Ezra sexually. That isn't what I feel is right when it comes to her. This is why I never took it as far as I did that day. I feel guilty that it happened.

" WHY DID I DO THAT?!" I exclaim to myself , hitting the steering wheel.

I just hope she doesn't change her mind about me considering that I went dry on her right after. Either way I will make it up to her. In a heartbeat.

Upon reaching the hospital I feel my heart quicken. I feel a little anxious around so many people who have unknown diseases , sicknesses and God knows what else. Not only that but there are children here , I don't feel comfortable around children as you can understand why. What really gets me nervous is the fact that Ezra is in here, so I have no choice but to be here. I pass by the front desk and hear the women whispering. Or at least attempting to whisper.

" that's one helluva man right there you see him Grace?" One middle aged woman said to the other.

" He sure is, he just looks like trouble to me" the younger ginger haired woman responded.

" I can hear you by the way" I holler waving a hand.

I happened to walk by a room and hear a child crying. It sounded faint , I couldn't help but feel a little creeped out automatically assuming I'm just hearing shit at this point. My gut was telling me to turn back around and look in the room. Of course I listened. I turn back and cautiously step into the room. Not seeing any child right away. I see someone in the bed and she was looking side ways. I couldn't see her face just yet but as I walked in further into the room where the window is I finally see the child. A small boy, messy dark hair covering his face as he cried and sniffled into his hands. He was knelt down with a Batman figure beside him and a small backpack.

The woman's eyes were closed but she slowly opened them.

" I'm sorry I heard a child crying and something told me to come in and check for whatever reason" I quickly explained. My eyes went from her to the little boy who still hasn't lifted his face off his hands.

" it's fine" she responded in a breathy tone. She seemed to be in a weakened state. She had a deep bruise on her eye, and a huge cover over the side of her neck and she winced when she talked.

" Is everything okay? I mean should I get anyone for you" I ask.

" I don't have much time on my hands... can you do me a favour ?" She responds as she takes a deep breath between each word.