Secret Lovers (completed)

Chapter 18

It had been 2 days since Trinity went to Cinnaticut. I haven't touched a piece of food since she left, or drank anything. I just cant hold anything down.

"Jayde, please eat." I just sat in my room on the floor. I haven't talked since she left either. I don't know why they bother coming to me room. There's no reason for me to leave this room, Trinity's not there.

"Jayde, come on. Baby please at least eat the mac-a-roni." I looked up at Alex, with a tray full off food in her hand. I looked back at my feet and stayed looking down. No reason to eat. I'd lost 3 pounds already, but i don't care. Im sure Trinity was felling much worse. The kemo probably would make her bald, but I'd still love her.

"Jayde, Trinity is on the phone." I looked up. A small smile spread on my face.

"Hello, hey baby." Her voice sounded beautiful. I opened my mouth to say how much i love her but only a small sound escaped. My vocal cards wouldnt allow me to talk. I tried again, it hurted to speak. My lips were cracked and i looked homeless.

"Erin, go get the car keys. She goin to the hospital. I cant let her do this to herself anymore." My mama left the room. She talked somemore to Trinity on the phone before i heard that all too farmiliar sound, that meant she had hung-up. I sat on that floor. Alex and my mom had tried to pick up my frail body, but my bones just weighted tpo much. They sat me on my bed and a few minutes later i heard those sirens. The sirens that bought me back to the day when Trinity stopped breathing. The day I almost lost her for good. 2 men came in my room and put me on a stretcher. I didnt move I didnt say anything. I knew they thought i was disgusting, I hadn't even got up to use the bathroom. My toilet was my clothes. I guess you could say i gave up, but whats worth fighting for when your girlfriend is hundreds of miles away, fighting a disease that has claim too many lives? As I lay on the stretcher my mind wonders. I miss her, I need her. Without her there's nothing for me. Nothing, left. I'm put in a room with cameras on the walls. Nothing more than a bed and a night stand. Nurses come and go sitting food in here. I don't touch it. I just stare at the wall. They want me to take medicine, but i wont. I don't want to even let them touch me. My family comes and go. Its all a blurr. Time just wurps into a loop. I cant say if its Wednesday or Sunday. Its like behind a ghost and watching everything but never being able to be seen. I sit on my cot starring at the wall. Eventually they get tired of me and feed me through a tube. I still dont take the medicine though. My only cure is having Trinity at me side. And she's not here.

Its been a week. Im still in the hospital. They've moved me to the physc ward. They say Im depressed maybe even suicidal. I just listen, I don't talk, I dont move. I stare at my wall and it stares back.

"Jayde?" I hear her voice. I look up, looking for my girlfriend, but she's not there. The wall is there, staring at me. I know, i heard her. I know she had to have been in this room. She had too. I wasnt fake, I wasnt imagining it. I know i wasnt! "Baby." I turned to that voice. I saw nothing. Why were they doing this? Why were they messing with my head? I started to scream, I punched the walls. Why were they playing with my emotions. The nurses came rushing in. Pinning me down and sticking me with those all too familiar needles.