I opened my eyes, images of Peter's severed ear filled my mind and I screamed his name. After the scream all I heard was silence, silence and beeping. For the first time since I opened my eyes, I took in my surroundings. Everything was white, white and clean. Bright fluorescent lights lit the room creating a glowing type effect on the white floor. I tried to sit up but the pain made me shreik once more. A nurse in a pressed white outfit quickly shuffled in and smiled at me.
"Well I'll be, looks like someone finally woke up, you know you were rolling and kicking in your sleep like the devil himself..."
I stopped listening as the nurse rambled on, I had so many questions. I stared blankly into her eyes until I mustered up the strength to speak.
"What happened? What day is it?....Peter?"
My voice sounded awful and raspy, the nurse read my mind and grabbed a cup of water, I finished it in a matter of seconds.
"today is December 27th" the nurse said in a matter of fact way.
"You passed out after you fell down the stairs, good thing your boyfriend and friend Peter were there to drive you to the hospital."
I opened my mouth just as Mason walked into the room holding flowers, followed by Peter. Mason looked clean and pressed and Peter looked as if he hadn't slept in days.
"Car-" Peter was cut off by his own tears falling down his face. He ran to my bedside and pulled me closer, he pressed his forehead to mine and I noticed a scar falling across his brow to his lip. I traced it with my finger, Peter looked at my lap then glanced in Masons direction.
"did he..." I breathlessly whispered into Peter's lips.
Instead of a response he whispered "don't listen to the nurse."
