the story of Michael Davis. A smile story.

Loneliness

Michael slid on his hoodie and headed out the door closing it behind him,they exited the hospital, getting into the car. Michael watched out the window as they drove off. He got a cigarette, handing it to his mother, looking at Adam to see how he was doing. He seemed to be concerned over the whole thing. Michael sat back in his seat in deep thought.
Michelle lied in her bed dreaming and feeling sharp pains going through her body. She wakes up in a white room, she felt paralyzed, her body was tingling. She realized the tube sticking out of her mouth. She felt so alone. All that went through her head was, "you're alone, Michelle. You'll forever be alone. I mean, Michael, wasn't there when you needed him, you were about to die. He didn't even help you. He didn't WANT to help you. He isn't even here now, by your side, you're better off DEAD. It's not like you'd be missed. You stupid, pathetic, brat!" She began to tear up as she looked around the room, spotting two new pairs of clothes as she froze, realizing a pair was Michaels, she would smile if she could feel her body, she told herself repeatedly. "Don't worry it's all just a joke, it's all just a joke, Michael loves you, he's never leave you alone, smile, because, its all just a joke". She closed her eyes, satisfied at those thoughts. Until atlas, her thoughts was broken by the sound of heavy footsteps run through the room, she felt a surprising sharp object enter her stomach as she heard a stern voice. "THAT'S SO FUNNY, YOU'RE SUCH A JOKESTER, IT'S HILARIOUS. I CAN HEAR EVERYTHING THAT GOES THROUGH YOUR HEAD, AND DEAR, YOU ARE IN FACT ALONE." Michelle shot her eyes open as blood slowly foamed down the crease of her mouth, looking down, seeing a syringe launched into her stomach, she seen a red hand pull away from the syringe, striking across her face. "GET UP YOU WEAKLING. GET UP OR JUST GO DIE!" The nurse walked in the room, seeing Michelle having a seizure , as she was screaming and falling to her knees. The nurse called the doctor as they held her down, putting a needle in her neck, and putting her to rest for the time being. They sat her back on the bed, waiting for the others to come back. A couple of hours passed by as the nurse came to check up on Michelle, changing her bandages. Michael and the others pull up in the parking lot, locking the car doors and walking into Michelle's room. Michael sat on her bed, watching over her until she woke.