Faith and I got along pretty well for the first time meeting. She seemed shy and almost hesitant to answer some of the simpliest questions. For some reason her shy and fearful spirit made me eager to be friends with her. Yes, she is young but being friends with someone should not count on age. I think.
As I walked back to my room I carefully observed the dreadful site of the hospital. People being rushed to the emergency room by nurses, doctors sharing terrible news, paitents practically dying not knowing when their last breath would be but, hoping they'll see their family members before that one last breath fades.
The dark spirit of the hospital began to hover over me like a heavy cloud just ready to pour out all of its water and flood my empty soul. It followed my every move and tracked my every breath. I could not take the overwhelming affects of the hospital. How could so much emotion be in one place? It's completely uneasy. I rushed back to my room and had a normal conversations with nurse Carter. One of those hi how you're doing!? Oh yeah, this weather is insane even though I have not been outside since two god damn days.
When I got inside the room I found Alex sitting on the floor. I forced out a smile at the sleeping beauty and kicked off the slippers that kept my feet comfortable throughout the day. I sat on the bed and leaned back on the back board crossing my legs. I get bored easily. So just sitting on the bed just was.... unsatisfying. So I grabbed the pillow behind me a threw it at the sleeping beauties head.
I missed by like an inch but, I guess the impact of the wind was enough to wake the sleeping beauty up. "Afternoon" I said raising an eyebrow with a smile.
"Afternoon" He responded yawning making it hard to really understand what he said. He looked to his side and starred at the pillow. "Did you throw this pillow at me?"
"No. You know that old man like about two rooms down that won't stop coughing. Well, he came in the room and threw the pillow at you and yelled BOOMBAAB!" I lied.
"You watch too much icarly"
"It's addicting!"
"The show is over. Move on with your life."
"Gasp, I am a loyal fan" I joked smiling at him.
"Whatever" he said rolling his eyes at me. Then, giving me a charming smirk.
"Hey! Where's my kiss?" I asked almost demanding that kiss I've been longing for all day.
"You're not getting one" he said sounding as heartless as his cruel response.
"Well, why not?" I said crossing my arms in a pouting manner.
"Because you threw a pillow at me and blamed it on the old man two doors down"
"No fair it did not hit you."
"It woke me."
"Touchie really touchie"
"So when can I get one? I wanted one all day and it is sooo devastating not getting one." I said rolling on to my back and letting my head hang off the bed. I heard Alex get up and walk towards the bed. I watched as he knealed down so his face was facing mine. He kissed the palm of his hand and then placed the palm of his hand on my lips. He removed his hand and stood up walking away and sitting back in the spot he sat before.
"Well, way to play hard to get Mr." I said. I sat up and starred at Alex for a while. His face expression was just blank making me think that something is wrong with him.
"Hey. You ok?" I asked giving him a caring smile.
"My mom wants to speak to me." he responded sounding concerned.
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RomanceEllie never thought she'd get cancer. It never occured to her that something like this could happen to her. With the help of her mother and her really close friends she takes on the challenge of pancratic cancer and learns a very meaningful lesson...
