Love without colour

cruelest punishment

Oswaldo's P.O.V

She looked so beautiful and peaceful lying there. It's been thirty-five weeks, six days, twelve hours, nineteen minutes and ten seconds, and still nothing. The doctors said that I should give it time that she will come around. But I didn't want to give it time, I wanted her to open her eyes and look at me. I was mad at her because somehow I knew that this was her way of running. But I wasn't going to let her, I'd come to the hospital every day for the rest of my life if I have to. I'm not gonna let her run from me.

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"How is she?"

I turned around at the sound of Harmony's voice. I got off of the chair I was sitting in and offered it to her. I didn't want to leave Melody's side, but Harmony was still recuperating from her delivery. She'd given birth to a baby boy four months before, and it was a very hard delivery. She almost died. I glanced at the door and saw four armed bodyguards standing there, keeping watch over Harmony. I didn't know what Connor had gotten himself into that he needed to protect her from it. And to tell the truth, I wasn't sure I wanted to know.

"She's the same; they're no changes."

Harmony nodded, then took hold of Melody's hands. She came to the hospital as much as she could. Melody's parents had been coming every day as well, but I always leave the room when they were there. I still haven't forgiven them for the pain that they put her through. And I knew that it was because she was afraid that we would turn out like her parents that she keeps holding herself back.

I stood back as she talked to Melody, telling her about the things that she was missing out on. But when she started telling her about Megan, I couldn't take hearing it. I turned to walk out of the room. I had so much emotion bottled up inside of me I didn't know what to do with it.

I left the room and walked to the far end of the corridor. I slipped into the men's bathroom and closed the door behind me. Turning to view my face in the mirror, I didn't even recognise myself. I looked like a ghost of the person I once was. I turned on the tap and let the water run for I bit, wishing that it could wash away all of my worries. I splashed some on face then turned it back off.

Exiting the bathroom, I made my way back to Melody's room. Harmony was still there talking to her. She looked up when I entered and gave me a concerned look. I brushed her worries away by telling her I was fine. But we both knew that I was anything but fine.

After a while, she got up, getting ready to leave. It was sweet of her and everyone else that they came to visit Melody, but I do feel like their taking some of my time away from being with my girl.

"I have to go; Connor is waiting for me at home. Are you sure you're going to be ok? You look like you're dead on your feet."

I was dead in my heart more like it.

"I'll be fine, don't worry about me. You go back home to your family; it was nice of you to come and spend some time with her."

She nodded, but she was still looking at me. I knew that she had something else that she wanted to ask me. In her eyes, I could her contemplating whether she should or not. In the end, she decided to ask.

"How is she doing? Have you been to see her as yet?"

The one question I was avoiding, she had to be the one to ask. Everyone else skated across the topic like it was taboo. But not Harmony, she wasn't afraid that I was going to yell at her or tell her to mind her own damn business. She was so much like Melody; it was no wonder they were best friends.