"No! No,don't touch me! Let me go!" Morris and I hear Ciara screaming,shouting and crying her heart out as we walk through the hallway to her hospital room. She is heart broken.
We get by the room and Morris opens the door and we find the medical personnels holding and comforting Ciara trying to calm her down.
The doctor sees us and calls us over,
"Come and talk to her."
Immediately the doctor says that,Ciara looks over to us but her eyes meet with mine. She sort of calms herself down but she then sobs even harder.
"Nurses,lets go," the doctor tells his staff who comply and walk out.
"Don't hesitate to call us if anything goes wrong," the doctor tells us and walks out of the room.
I deeply sigh and watch Ciara cry. It breaks my heart seeing her like this and Morris hits my shoulder to whisper and says to me,
"Say something to her,please. That's why I brought you here," I nod in affirmation and walk up to Ciara.
I take my sit beside her and I embrace her. She cries over my shoulder with her holding onto me like she doesn't want to let go.
"I got you. I'll look after you,Ciara," I assure her but how will I when Marilyn is still on my mind? How will I shift my attention from her to Ciara? Another woman. When I have her? Questions after questions roam around in my head but as days go by I will be able to figure something out.
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"My MaRiLyn..."
General FictionTimothy Zolanski, a mentally distorted young man moves into a new neighbourhood hoping to start a new life. He then becomes obsessed with a beautiful lady in the neighborhood called "Marilyn". Whom he believes he "thought" into existence through his...
