Forever Always

Heavily

Ring ring ring
I open my eyes.
Remembering that what happened wasn't a dream.
Ring ring ring
I open my eyes. I pull out my phone from my pocket. Jen. I try to sit straight but I can feel my muscle strained in my neck.
"Hello, I'm sorry that I didn't call back I have a emergency, what time is it now?"

"It's 6am. What type of emergency is it. Because the manager was real mad yesterday that you didn't call off, you better make it good May, or else he would fire you."

"It's Mrs. Donald she's been in the hospital since yesterday, unfortunately she's in the ICU room." I looked around to see if Noah was around and I kept my voice low.

"Oh my god I'm sorry to hear than May. I'll let the manager know," the tone of her voice changed.

"I'll try stopping by and taking an excuse. For a day or two."

I hung up the phone and slid the phone right back into my pocket. I moved my neck slowly side to side. Ouch. That hurts.
Only to see a hand with a cup of coffee holding it toward me. It was him. Noah. I carefully took the coffee from his hand. I didn't look up at his face. My face might be swollen from all the crying. He took the seat next to me.
I sat back in my spot.

"You were close to her, more than I ever was," his voice full of sorrow.

I tried keeping in my tears. "She's the only person I have, and will ever have."

He looked at me. Knowing that he wanted to ask more questions but this moment would hold all the questions back. I glimpsed at him.
"I'll be back, I'll be in the restroom," as I slowly walk toward the restrooms I can hear heels.
It was her Noah's girlfriend I made a run for it.

My face ugh. Bloated, bags, and dark circles. And can I just say my breath. I need to go home and wash up. I look into my clutch to check if I had any gum or mint with me. Luckily I had one from the other day I went to Taco Bell's. I wash my face with warm water. Oh am I so happy that I had no makeup on. I look at myself and ate the mint I had. I stare at myself. Pulling my ponytail and letting my hair drop just below my shoulders. I see my mom in the mirror. No. She's not my mom I tell myself. She never was and never will be. I pull my hair back up in a ponytail. And make my way out to the nurse.

"Rain McDonald, is there anything new about the patient," it was a different time which meant a different nurse because of the shift exchange.

"No, sorry there's nothing new, the doctor will be in tonight though, maybe you can ask him questions later." She requested.

I look down at my shoes. My work shoes. My khaki pants and my black shirt. I slowly walk down to the lobby. And made the first right turn toward there. I can see Noah glaring at me, with his girlfriend. I tried to act like I wasn't paying attention. Last thing I need today is someone like her, I'm going through enough.

"May" a voice called out.
"May"
I was pretending like I wasn't hearing anything. Put the tap on the shoulder was what I knew was going to happen. I look back and their stands the Victoria model, I give her a quick stare from up to down and I can see that she put a lot of effort in her wardrobe and makeup. But I'll honestly admit that she is beautiful.

"I'm sorry, Noah told me that your close to his mom," she said while chewing her gum. "I hope she gets better soon."

I smiled at her. "Thanks I hope so too I said looking back at the glass that separated me and Mrs.Donald.  Suddenly everything around me was going black. I was loosing sight.

"May, can you hear us." A voice calls me with my eyes shut heavily. I try to open my eyes but they were heavy that I reply with my eyes shut.
"Yes I can, but I can't open up my eyes, as if I won't be able to see again," I say with a worried voice.
"Breathe in and out. I'm going to try to open up your eyes so I can see, just stay calm for me." I was guessing I fainted and now I'm getting examined. What an embarrassment.

"Marie Tamero, you know I had a friend who had the same last name, we studied together back at Washington." The doctor says to me as I lay with my eyes shut.  He can go ahead and tell me the story of his life I had no where to go, or no eyes to see from. Literally.

"Is she up?" A voice nearby asks. It sounded like Noah. He kept demanding to walk into the room. Without hesitation I can hear his footsteps growing closer near me. He puts his hand on my forehead. My heart starts to flutter. Butterfly's filled up my stomach.

"Is she okay?"
"She's fine, she can hear us but it's going to be a few minutes until she's consciously awake."
The footsteps walk away. I wish my eyes were open to see who is with me at this moment. Silence filled up the room.