In his arms

Authors Note: enjoy my story please! It is going to have some romance...

I gasped as I felt the pain in my legs. I cllimbed out of bed, almost crying when I tried to stand. I limped into the bathroom and brushed my long hair. I sighed and brushed my teeth. I looked at myself in my mirror. I was tall, slim and I had green eyes. I spun around and exited the restroom. Grabbing a pair of jeans out of my dresser, I coughed. Blood came out of my mouth, seeing it all over my hands made me faint.

I woke up in a hospital room, with tubes, wires, stickers, on and near my exhausted body. A mask covered my mouth and nose, a flower in a glass vase was on a stand. I was tired, exhausted, in pain, and most of all I couldn't move. Hopefully I wasn't paralyzed or like some people say, "physically disabled".

-•-Two Months Later-•-

He looked at me with his big blue eyes. He announced the news I've been wanting to hear; today was the day I'd exit the hospital. He left the room, coming back with a wheel chair. I sat in it, letting a nurse push me outside, then over to a van. The woman who I trusted, known as the nurse, helped me inside. The seats were soft and a calming melody was playing at a low volume. I fell asleep.