The Medic

Guilt

But it took time.
A whole week.

I was getting better and better.
But I still wasn't allowed to stand up and walk on my own.

I hated it.
I knew I was good.

Yes I was weak and needed my time but I wanted to do something!

König stayed at my side every day and even some nights.

Since I knew everyone in our medic bay they tended to give us more freedom.
And he did his best to take my mind off of things.
The way he had changed after all this was too sweet.

I had never known he could be so clingy.
But I loved it.

And then I realised how much he actually noticed about me.

He had bought me a lot of books to my hospital room.

Not from my apartment.
No he bought new ones.

He bought me flowers every time the others dried out.

He made sure I always had my favourite food.

I even saw him sort out the lavender out of a bouquet of purple flowers.
He remembered that I hated the smell of that.

It was like someone had replaced him.
It was odd but exactly what I needed in this time.
No more guessing, no more longing, no more pretending there was nothing.

But also I could see how it affected him that Johnny wouldn't show up.
He wanted nothing more for me than to get the chance to talk to him.

But Johnny was like vanished.
No one had seen him since I woke up.

And I knew why.
He was filled with guilt.
I had gotten my phone back after some time.

And as I saw the texts from Johnny he had send me the past two months I almost broke down.