"The doctor said that you could be gone for the night. Do you wanna stay here? I'll sleep on the couch." Her eyes looked fragile. Like she was about to break. She nodded.
"T-That would be nice. T-thanks." She stuttered, looking down. I resisted the urge to lift her chin and kiss her. God I've been wanting to hold her in my arms and decorate her with kisses. Her eyebrows furrowed.
"W-why is that out?" She pointed behind me as I turned around. The gun.
"Uh-i...Uhm-well... Once i found out that- well you we're going to-i guess- be out of my life. You know what nevermind. No reason." She choke on tears as they ran down her cheeks.
"Y-you we're g-going to-to kill yourself because of me... Oh god I'm s-so sorry." Y/n buried her face in my chest wrapping her arms around my neck. I placed my hands on her waist, slowly rubbing her back.
"Hey, its ok. You're here now. I'm not letting you go." I whispered in her ear. She shivered.
"I think you need rest. I'll let you sleep." I rasped. She backed away slowly from the embrace and nodded. She was wearing the clothes I brought two and a half years ago for when she would wake up. Though they were a bit big, as she had lost some weight.
"There's clothes in the dresser that are yours. I'll be downstairs if you need anything. Sleep well y/n."
