I was stupid to ever think she would stay. It's been weeks since I've heard from her. No texts. No calls. Nothing. I thought our date went great... She looked like she was actually into me. I guess I should have known better. The date was almost a fairytale. It was way too amazing to last. The miniscule amount of time I spent with Hope was the only time I've felt most alive in the longest time. Being with her came so natural. I've shared more with her than anyone I have ever met, and from the way she acted, she did the same. Our connection was strong. It was a weird way to meet but damn I thought that it was meant to be.
gulp
I need more whiskey. Fuck that, I need her. I'm a mess. The weirdest thing about this is that I have seen zero signs of her. I hope she's okay. Fuck that shit. I know she is. She is just like the others. Face it, Alex. You were wrong. Next time, think before you do.
My mind was racing. One half of my head was telling me she needed help. The other was telling me that I should just get over her which was easier said than done.
knock knock knock
"Go away, damn it."
Fucking neighbors.
knock knock knock
I guess I should see who it is.
I opened the door to find a lady standing there. She looked stressed and timid. Her blonde hair was a mess and she had bags underneath her eyes.
This... can't be good.
"Are you Alexander.?" she asked with a frown.
"One of them. " I answered with a smile trying to make her feel better anyway possible.
"It's about Hope. "
"NO. NO. DON'T YOU SAY IT. SHE IS FINE YOU HEAR ME? FINE. SHE CAN'T BE..."
I fell onto my knees and I buried my face into my hands and began to bawl.
My Hope is gone. Gone. And I was sitting here talking negatively about her. I can't even believe m-
"Oh, Alex, she's not..No! She's not dead. But she's incredibly sick. She told me to come find you. She really needs you, but you gotta get up and be the strong one. "
"W-what...she's not...but..WHERE IS SHE? What's wrong with her? I need to know. I have to be there. She is my everything I can't..."
Chill the fuck out Alex. Be strong. You've done fucked up and called her your everything. Be cool and collected.
"She's at Lenox. The place you were at. She collapsed while cooking. Luckily I live with her temporarily. Her heart is failing, Alex. It's getting worse. They only gave her a couple of months. "
My beautiful Hope. I'm coming.
I grabbed my keys and I ran out of the door forgetting I left the lady in my house. I didn't care. I needed to get to Hope. As fast as I can. I got into my car and drove as fast as I could in New York traffic.
Don't worry, Hope. I'm on my way.
