Being Christian

Chapter Three - Christian

Waking with a gasp, I look around at my surroundings and realize I was in a tiny blue hospital room with just one window. The light streaming in was bouncing off the blue walls making it even more brighter. Blinking a few times, I was able to adjust to the light.

Images played before me, images I couldn't understand. Me as a child back with my mother. It was the same dreams I had had many times, but something had changed. Someone new apart. What was her name? It's at the tip of my tongue...Ana. Yes, that's what her name was. Sweet, lovely, and beautiful Ana. Her long dark hair hung around like a hallow so shiny, soft and silky.

I couldn't get this beaut out of my mind. She told me she would help me. Was it possible that I could move passed all of this? How would we do it? How could she help me. Was she even real?

There was movement out of the corner of my eye and I turned my head towards it. My angel. How was it possible? She was real? Oh god, she was real. Right here. Living flesh. Even more beautiful than I'd seen in my dreams. Her innocent eyes looking back at me and probably wondering how or why I'm not freaking out at her presence next to me.

Truthfully, I was confused by everything. So many questions, but her here next to me, I know it will be all right. I know I can get through this. The question was how would we get through it. No other doctors have been able to help me. I suppose it was wore more fighting against them. I think I'm ready this time. Was it because I was really ready or because my dick said it's time? When was the last time I had a good...

"Hello?" My angel speaks to me. Her voice a soft melody. "I am Ana."

"Ana," I said with a raspy voice. I cleared my throat again and try again. "Ana. I'm Christian."

My angel's face lit up as she smiled. There were little crinkles by her eyes and little laugh lines around her mouth. She was simply breathtaking but one might she was plain. She wore little to no make up. I couldn't get over how beautiful this woman was. I think, if I wasn't careful, I could easily fall in love her.

"When you're up to it, we will have a formal appointment in my office, and we will discuss my approach a little more in detail." Ana slide her hand into her pocket and pulled out a white square, and reached for my hand, placing in into my palm. "This is my business card. You come by and we will get started, when you're ready of course." She smiled at me before rising to her feet.

This beautiful angel was dressed casually dark blue jeans and a blue button blouse. I didn't want her to leave me. I had to do something to keep her there. I lift my arm, the card dropped from it, and reached out to her, wrapping my hand around her warm, soft forearm. It was then that there was an electrical current passing through both of us. Ana looked down at my hand then back up at me. It was obvious she felt the current too. There was confusion in her eyes. It was as though this never happened to her before. Quite frankly, it has never happened to me either.

The contact was warm and inviting. My heart began thumping in my chest. I could hear the heart rate racing in my ear. I tried to move closer to her but my body was frozen in place. From the time in my coma I suppose.

"Please don't go." I hadn't realized I'd blurted that out and reluctantly I led her go. I did not want her to feel uncomfortable around me. "I'm sorry, Ana. I don't know what come over me."

Ana relaxed as the tension and confusion vanished from her face and body and sat back down in the chair. Pity seemed to cross her face. Dammit, I didn't want her to pity me.

"How were you in my head?"

"That's for another time." Ana vested the truth. "You rest up and when you're out of the hospital, come see me."

Why the fuck drop this in my lap and not tell me the goddamn truth. I've had too many people pussy foot around me or lie to me. I just want the truth for a change. I can handle it, whatever it is.

"Dammit, Ana, I don't want your goddamn pity. Just tell me who's you were able to come into my head." My anger was getting the better of me. I need to reign it in just a little.

Ana stood up, no longer looking like she pitied me. Her face reddened. Her eyes scrunched up, disgusted with me no doubt. Ana bit her lip, ticking out the moments to calm herself down. Before speaking to me, she took a deep breath, "In all the years I've been doing this, no one has ever spoke to me like that." My fiery angel.

Couldn't help by smile at her. She was cute when she was pissed off.

Without a further spoken word between either of us, Ana stormed out of my room, leaving me. I know I probably looked like an idiot smiling at her. She probably thought I wasn't serious about getting better. I did. I wanted her back. I...I needed her.

The smile on my face disappeared and panic rose up within my chest. My lungs didn't want to cooperate. It felt like all the air had gone out of me. A dizzy spell had hit me. The oxygen had no reached my head. Dark spots popped up in front my eyes. I forced myself to push the blanket off of me, forcing one leg to the floor and then the other, but I fumbled, stumbled to the floor.

"Ana, wait..."

My word began to go black.

"My fiery angel come back."

When my head hit the floor, my eyes rolled back in my head. I was out.