A week passed since the suicide bombing happended.
I haven't visited Melvin yet but today I think I'm going to since I'm off work.
I grab a water bottle off the dinning table. And get my bike out the garage to go to the hostpital to visit Melvin.
On the way there I see a build board that says. "If you have an advantage, do it instead of waiting." I guess it was for a sports commercial but it spoke to me, horribly.
I decide to go to the store and buy Melvin a get better card and daisy's.
I'm finally at the hospitals entrance.
I park my bike at the two front doors and walk inside the hospital.
"Hello sir, check in or visiting?" The woman at the front desk. "Visiting."
I say.
"What's the name of the patient?."
The woman ask.
"Melvin Brighton." I say as she points me down the hallway. "Room 338." The woman says as I go to room 338.
I open the door and I see Melvin in his hospital gown.
"Hey.." I say as I sit down in the corner of the room.
"Hey." He says as he sits up, looking at me.
"Here." I say as I hand him the card and flowers.
"Thanks..Thanks for everything."
Melvin says as he hugs me, struggling to move forward.
"I have good news and bad news."
Melvin says as my face gets serious.
"What is it?" I say softly.
"My arm wasn't broke, just had a few cuts." He says as I start to worry.
"The bad news is, uh the-they're going to uh, aputate my leg and replace it with a metal leg." He says as he starts to cry. I quickly hug him as tears start to form in my eyes.
"I'm- I'm so sorry." I say as he tries to sniff up his tears, wiping them away.
"They say the surgery might be fatal, due to the amount of blood I lost at the bombing." Melvin says as I was very confused.
"What, what are you talking about?" I ask.
"I could die because of this surgery."
He says as he stares into my eyes.
I'm embarrassed for crying so I look down at the floor trying to hide my tears. "Court.." Melvin says as he turns my head. "Look at me, I uh. I have feelings for you and I can't help but say but you're incredibly caring and loveable, and handsome, and if I die during this surgery, I want you to be the last person I look at." Melvin says as he holds my hand. I'm breathless I don't know what to say. I like him too but... Chris.
Melvin lifts my head up by my chin, and looks into my eyes. His eyes close, kissing me.
I kiss back.
As we're making out with eachother I see another man wearing a black hoodie.
"No, no no no." I say as I get off the hospital bed and run out of the room.
"Hey! come back here!" I yell as another man wearing a black hoodie walks into the room with Melvin, locking the door. Knowing the walls are sound proof I get worried in the fact that no one will hear his call for help but me. "Um, and you are?" I hear Melvin say confused.
I look the the glass placed in the door as I try to open the door by wiggling the door nob.
"Melvin!" I yell as I continue to wiggle the door nob.
I see the man in the hoodie take Melvin's arm and throw his body on the ground. His leg is broken so is broken so he can't stand up to defend his self. I see him struggle, crawling himself to a box that has hostpital tools inside. He picks up some tool and he tries to stab him with it but he grabs his arm and twists it.
As I look threw the glass and bang on the door, yelling with tears coming out of my eyes.
I quickly take shit into my own hands.
I dial 911 into my phone.
"Hello, how may I assist you?"
"Please help! I'm at the Baptist hospital on Ryans st." I say in panic.
"Okay sir, authorities are on their way." She says as she hangs up. I see that the man has pulled Melvins pants down. I stare into the room very confused. I hold the door shut just incase he wanted to escape. I see the officers on their way down the hallway with pistols ready in their hands.
As I let go of the door and let the officers go into the room, the man opens the window and jumps. I rush into the room and pick up Melvins head as he pulls up his pants. He cries in my arms. One of the officers makes a report. "Suspect jumped out of the right side of the hostpital, and commited suicide. He is reported dead." The one officer says.
"Do you boys mind if we ask you a few simple questions?" He says as I look at Melvin to make sure it's okay. He nods his head, yes. "Come with me please." The officer says as I help Melvin stand up, and walk with the officer into the hall way.
I look into the room, and wonder why anyone would commit suicide, to get to me and Melvin, who the hell would put us at harm and then just risk their own life just for no reason.
Unless there is a reason.
