Falling For You

Ghosts

She hovered  in the doorway of his room, not sure if she should go in.  He was in his bed, but he wasn't alone.  There was someone else lying with him.  She bit her red lip, wondering how to go about explaining this.  Confessing. She always made sure to never get too attached to anyone, but then he came along and stole her heart.  She wondered who the other person in the bed was and if that meant the two people were in love or if she still held a special place in his heart.  Lord knows that he would always have a special place in her's.  

She missed him so much, but she hadn't been able to get in contact.  And when she had heard he died, it broke her.  She was so sad and felt like she should have told him she was alive before he had died, but then another newspaper article caught her eye two years later.  He was alive.  And he was totally fine.  That article was the best thing she had ever read in her life.  It made her smile even thinking about the time where she first saw it.

And there he was again, almost dead.  If she hadn't been following him and if she hadn't phoned an ambulance as soon as she saw him at that pool, he would have died.  For real.  She was just glad that she had been able to help.  No, that wasn't right.  She wanted him to thank her, and then she wanted to have him.  He was the virgin, the one she wanted but felt as though she could never touch. Everything was just too formal with him.  He didn't understand the feelings that had built up inside of her. 

She decided that she would visit him tomorrow when the person in the bed had left.  It was the middle of the night anyway.  She'd missed her window, though breaking into a hospital to see an ill friend wasn't exactly something that could get her into a lot of trouble.  No.  She had to talk to talk to him.  She had to tell him how she felt.  But she couldn't do it with that person in his bed.  So, she left him a note where she knew he'd get it.

She found a doctor's form and a pen and quickly jotted down a note to her love.  She kissed it so her red lipstick was like a seal on the note, and then tucked it into his hospital gown.  On his stomach.  He'd get it there, or someone would.

"See you later, Sherlock Holmes."