Broken World

Chapter 17

       "You good?" I ask.

       "Kind of. Just extremely exerted. You still got those Advil?" he asks.

       "Yep, here," I say giving him two tablets. I take two myself, and then I lay back and relax. I can't help the pain in my body that's exploding everywhere. All of a sudden I get a Charlie horse in both legs. I let out a scream of agony and curl into a ball grabbing my calves. All of a sudden there's a hand on my back, and someone's saying something, but I can't hear them. I've never felt pain like this; I can't move it's so bad. Another scream rips through me, and my legs continue exploding. I feel as if someone has taken several knives and stabbed me all at the same time. I can't hardly breathe it's gotten so bad. I probably sound like a woman during childbirth, but oh freaking well. Another scream rips from me, and now my throat is killing me. After only God knows how long of torture the pain starts ebbing from my calves, and I start to hear things other than ringing.

       "Babe, what's wrong? What's wrong, Delilah?" I can hear Kellin's tears and concern. I feel a tear hit my neck, and that's when I realize he has me in his lap, even though I'm in the fetal position putting pressure on my still sore calves. I struggle to find the words or the will to move to get the message to him.

       "I-ice. I n-need i-ice," it appears the will to speak is easier.

       "I'll get it. I'll be back as soon as I can," he says sliding me from his lap. I hear him run from the room, and I can tell I scared him pretty bad.

       "Here. Someone graciously handed over an icepack," he says as he comes back only a couple minutes later. He sniffles, and I can tell he's wiping his eyes. I put the icepack to both my calves, and the relief is almost instant. I manage to loosen my grip on my legs and sit up. Kellin's eyes are bloodshot, and tear lines are on his face.

       "What's wrong?" I ask concerned.

       "Y-you were sc-screaming bl-bloody murder and wr-wrapped a-around your legs in the f-fetal po-position for almost forty-five minutes. I thought something horrible had happened," he says tears starting to flow down his face again. "P-people tr-tried to c-come see what w-was wrong, but I l-locked them out."

       "Shh, I'm okay. I just had a Charlie horse in both calves," I say trying to calm him down.

       "I k-know y-you a-are n-now, but you wo-wouldn't re-respond when I t-talked to y-you," he sobs. I stand up despite the pain in my legs and wrap him in a hug. I whisper sweet things in his ear, and when he continues shaking from silent sobs I pull back and kiss him. I put all my love, all my heart, and all my soul into this kiss. When I pull back I look into his beautiful, baby blue eyes that are now filled with love. The tears have gone, but they are still bloodshot making the blue stand out like the bright blue sky.

      "Baby, I love you, and I will never leave you," I say staring into his eyes.

       "I love you too. I will risk my life for you. I'll do anything for you. I swear I will never leave you," he says leaning back in. After a few minutes he pulls back, and I see a burning love in his eyes. "Babe, there's a fire raging in my heart, and it's fueled by this love."

       "I think it's in me as well. I never thought I'd feel this feeling, but I am because of you," I say smiling.

       "I love your smile, it's so bright and beautiful," he say smiling as well.

       "You know, I haven't smiled this big for this long in a really long time. It feels really nice to smile like this for once," I say still smiling.

       "Well I promise to make you smile like this as much as I can. If I ever hurt you or make you cry I'll hurt myself. That I promise you as well," he says.

       "Aww I wouldn't want you hurt though," I say.

       "Well I wouldn't care because I would've hurt the one I love the most," he says setting the flutters in my heart off and freeing the butterflies in my stomach from their cage.

       "I feel the same way about you. If I lost you I think I would literally die," I say looking into his eyes so he knows I'm not kidding.

       "I would too. You know you're the only reason I'm still alive, right?" he asks.

       "Never knew that. You know I only kept breathing so I could meet you, right?" I ask.

       "Wow, it appears we were both living for another person," he says smiling.

         "I'm gonna sleep now. I feel like my bodies dead, and I'm a spirit floating," I say. He chuckles at that, and I giggle, something I never do.

       "Night, I love you," he says after we had settled down into the same position we were in last night: his arm around me, and my head using his shoulder as a pillow. My height of five foot six inches was only four inches shorter than his height six foot, so I didn't have to lean my head at an awkward angle and give myself a horrible neck cramp. I drift into dreamland while listening to his slow, deep breathing that means he's asleep or almost asleep.