WRITTEN BY: hdrmd24
PROMPT: Time is a mere figment of one's imagination
PROMPT BY: tenshi_serenity
Hello my darling.
It's me again.
I just woke up.
I see you're still sleeping. It's already 5:47am.
That's kind of unusual for you because you usually wake up at 5am.
You said you like watching the sunrise that's why you're up early.
If you look out the window right now you'd see the sun slowly peeking through the clouds.
It's breathtaking, my darling.
All those red, orange, blue and purple hue, mixed in the sky.
My God, it's like a painting.
I really want you to see it but I don't want to wake you.
Darling, are you comfortable hugging that pillow?
I want to wrap you in my arms just like last night but again, I don't want to wake you.
Oh my goodness, my darling, my Nicomaine. You are unbelievably beautiful when you're asleep.
I know how much you hate it when I look and stare at you but I'm sorry, I just can't help it.
It's become a habit, honestly.
I love watching you sleep, studying your face and memorizing your features, permanently etching it in my brain.
I love you. I love you, Nicomaine.
Oh, hey, you're waking up.
How long was I staring?
It's already noon.
Good morning, Darling.
I can't believe you're mine.
You are just breathtaking.
Okay, you need to get up.
Now, go eat. I'll eat with you.
Eat, Nicomaine.
Are you done?
You barely touched your food.
You know how I feel when you eat so little.
Fine. Just eat a lot later okay?
You yawned. You're so cute when you yawn. Are you sleepy again?
I think you're still tired.
Let's just lay down on the couch.
Your eyes are closed but I know you're awake.
What are you thinking about?
Work? Your family?
You miss them, don't you?
Don't worry, they miss you too.
They love you.
You're tearing up.
Oh no, my darling. Please, don't cry.
It hurts to see you cry.
It's not your fault, okay?
I'm here. I will always be here.
Nicomaine, I hate seeing you cry.
There, there, my darling. Everything's going to be alright.
You want me to tell you a story?
I promise it'll take your mind off things.
Okay, here goes.
Remember when we first met at the emergency room?
We came in around the same time.
You were there because you hurt your shoulder.
I was there because I sprained my ankle playing basketball among other things.
Since we came in around the same time, they thought we were together.
But we didn't know each other then.
Since the same doctor saw us, we got to talking.
Shared a laugh, exchanged stories.
You told me how obsessed you are with Coldplay and wanted to see them live so bad.
I told you how much I hated playing basketball but I pushed myself because I needed to get up off my ass.
You laughed so hard when I cried as the doctor put antiseptic on the scrape on my knee.
You told me I was such a baby.
I pretended to be upset, but I couldn't be.
We waited for each other to be treated and the Doctor said we were both fine so he sent us home.
Before we parted I asked for your number and you gladly gave it to me.
You told me your name was Nicomaine, and it was the most beautiful name I've ever heard in my life.
You said you hated it and I should just call you Maine.
But I love your name.
I told you my name was Richard and we then shook hands, bidding our goodbyes.
When we met that second time in your favorite coffee shop, we've been inseparable ever since.
Oh.
And the rest was history.
I'm sorry.
I dozed off.
What time is it?
4:38pm?
Wow. I slept so long.
Hey.
Nicomaine, where are you?
Nicomaine?
Darling?
Oh, there you are.
You're reorganizing everything again.
What's that you got there?
The polaroid camera.
We took so many photos with that thing.
We made so many memories.
You would always write the date at the bottom of the photo.
Oh, that's the time when we went to the beach for our anniversary.
You loved it there.
Hey, that's a photo of Globie, our husky.
I'm sorry we couldn't keep him.
I'm sure my sister is taking good care of him.
That's nice, what is that?
A photo from last year, when you got your Master's Degree.
Your brother took that photo because I couldn't be there immediately.
Hey, you're crying again.
Darling, please stop crying.
No, Nicomaine.
It's not your fault.
Please.
Stop blaming yourself.
It's my fault because I couldn't leave work early.
I tried to make it, I really did.
You were calling me and I'm sorry I couldn't answer.
I was driving.
Nicomaine, it's not your fault.
I was driving too fast and ran a red light.
I wanted to make it to your graduation so bad.
I wanted to see you fulfill your dreams.
I was going to propose to you that day.
I had the ring in my pocket.
But I couldn't and again, I'm sorry my Darling.
I was reckless that's why that truck hit me.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you had to go to the hospital in your graduation dress.
I'm sorry you had to see me like that.
I really wanted to hold on, Nicomaine. For you, for us.
I'm sorry I couldn't
I lost too much blood.
You were the last vision I saw before I took my last breath.
You miss me?
I miss you too.
So much that I think about you. Only you, my darling Nicomaine.
You said we didn't have enough time.
But when we were together that didn't matter.
As long as we had each other.
You love me?
I love you too.
Always have, always will.
There, there, Nicomaine.
I will always be here.
I will never leave you, again.
