The Time We Kissed

The Surprise

      "Hannah can I tell you something?" He asked while grabbing a hold of my hand and lacing our cold fingers together. "Sure I guess." I replied wide awake not feeling a tad bit sleepy.
   "I like you. Meaning like a crush." He confessed while scooting closer. "Really me too." I also confessed while getting more close and tangling our legs together. "Can I ask you a favor?" He asked in a quiet murmur. I nodded and my heart rate went faster. "Can we kiss?" He asked softly while resting one of his hands on my cheek.
    I leaned in and kissed him. Again and again and again. I felt like this kiss was never going to end. I felt electricity run through my veins, my mind race, my heart pound. I grabbed his waist and pulled him closer even though we were close enough.
    It felt amazing until I felt another bolt of electricity run through my body. But it was my chest. I felt like it was on fire. It hurt a lot. That is until I jumped awake.
     I sat up confused and dazed. I saw a team of doctors and nurses crowding me. "Yes she's finally awake!" The doctor shouted relieved while putting the equipment away. All the doctors and nurses left the room while I remained on my bed.
   "What happened? Where am I? I know my name is Hannah that's for sure. But I need answers." I stated confused. I saw my mother and father walk in along with my brother. I saw a man with his face tear stained and he looked familiar very familiar.
    "Well I'm your mother, that's your step-father, your brother Micheal, and your husband Josh." My mother stated while pointing to everyone.
    "I know that but what happened to me?" I asked confused and more angry. "Well we got into a car accident and you went into a coma for two months. Your heart stopped beating so they uh yeah." My husband Josh  frowned while glancing at the floor.
   "Josh I had a dream with a guy named Jack but it was the things we did as a teen. Like the roof thing, the burn out of the thermostat, you getting a girlfriend then breaking up with her by text. And then us kissing, but it was with a different guy and his name was Jack." I rapidly explained while developing everything in a fast yet slow process.
   "Wow." My brother spoke while making an O shape with his mouth. I realized I was in a hospital and I finally processed everything I was told and what I said.
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   I got out a few days later and realized that Jack was a pigment of my imagination and he was completely made up in order for me to motivate myself. Or so I was told by my therapist. I took therapy to forget my "imaginary friend" and mentally get through that state of mind I was at in the hospital when I woke up from my coma.
     My husband and I ended up having children and my brother got married too. My parents were always with my children. I had a good relationship with everyone and I was at peace.
   But there are often moments where my mind would lead off and I would go back to Jack. I wondered who he was, who was he based off, and many more unsolved questions. But soon learn to forget each day until I forgot who Jack was. Jack was long gone and forever forgotten.