So, Who Are You...And Why AreYou Sitting On My Couch?

So, Who Are You...And Why Are You Sitting On My Couch? -_Chapter 17_-

Chapter 17 Story Start:

I walked down the long corridor of the hospital. The white smell of antiseptic reminded me of the first time Mason and I told each other we loved each other. The night Matt was shot the first time. But Matt wasn't here anymore. And I just hoped Mason.....Hunter would be around for a long time to come.

"Mrs. Rhineheart?" A nurse called from the nurses station. I walked over and they led me into a private room where she told me the doctor would see me shortly. I wiped my face dry of the tears. I knew when I got home I would have to answer a lot of questions, like Why I killed MAtt, and things related to that. And I would never get his horrid face as the shot ripped through his midsection out of my mind. I don't know when I'll ever see Ashley again. I killed her baby's daddy, she would never forgive me.

The white wrapped doctor walked into the room, his shoes squeaking on the tiled floor. The air thickened and I waited for him to say something.

"We aren't sure if he is going to survive Mrs. Rhineheart. The first 48 hours are going to be the most critical." the doctor told me. I nodded and silently put my head down. Tears fell softly to the ground as I began to cry silently. I put my face in my hands and rubbed my eyes fiercely as if to rub away the tear ducts.

"I'll leave you here for a minute. Then a Nurse will take you to the ICU waiting room where you are welcome to stay for as long as you want." I looked up and nodded at him but continued to sob. When I told myself I had to stop I dried my face and walked to the nurses station. I was sure that my face was red and puffy, but I really didn't care anymore. If it was the old me I would have waited till my appearance was better. But, whatever.

She led me to a smaller waiting room on the other side of the regular one. It was poorly decorated for hope. Black seats and cushions. Gray walls. A white tile floor. As small area dedicated for children of the Intensive Care patients families was the only cheery and bright colored thing in the room. I sighed and plopped down on one of the depressing seats. This was going to be a very, very long night.

*The Next Day*

"Mrs. Rhineheart. Hunter is awake." A nurse told me from the station. I had just gone to the cafeteria for breakfast, they had nasty food.

The nurse pointed to a door at the end of the hall. I walked to it and opened the door. Hunter looked up at me with his always-dull green eyes. I went and pulled a chair next to his bed. He took my hand in his and we didn't say a word for what seemed like an hour.

"I need you, Della." He said. remembering the words he said the first time I told him I loved him.

"I love you Mason, with everything I have." I bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled. A smile that seemed to go on for an eternity.

"Love, don't you ever leave me." I told him, he shook his head.

"Not ever in this lifetime." He said. it was my turn to smile.

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*third person P.O.V.*

Fantasia bent down to give her husband a kiss, not knowing the surrounding around her. The white and the antiseptic were to much for the people who died on this floor. For the families of those people. And yet, as rare as it was. A love flourished on this floor. An independent Undying love between two runaway children. Children who feel as if they have just found themselves in eachother. And Fantasia stood, smiling with the tears of a new mother. Hunter stayed laying with a grin spread across his face. And you could feel the love radiating off the two, and filling the atmosphere around them..

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Hey guys. No this is not the last chapter. And I don't know when the last chapter will be. Love ya guys!!!!

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Niki