White roses

"1 white rose everyday...1 sad teen boy... amazing what love does to a person." Says a nurse

9:30 pm

" Hey love..." he says in a soft weak voice. " I got you your favorite." " hi? What's your name? How do you know that's my favorite?" I ask completely confused of why this hot guy is doing in my room. " sorry I forgot, I just thought you might rem- never mind... umm" he stutters out. " I am Jessie, I was just walking by and... I thought you where beautiful." He says with slight hope I will accept his compliment. I blush and say " Jessie? That sounds familiar... I like that name! I am Violet, thank you" i say as confident as possible. Jessie chuckles in such I cute way I smile as I adore over him . He hands me the single white rose, I sniff it and turn around to see 20+other roses there,weird. " I should get going Vio," " what?" I say confused to hear my nick name. " vio? That's what my boyfriend used to call me..." i say as I look down " I am sorry I have to go." He chokes on his words so I look up  as a tear rolls down his cheek. " Wait!" I shout, he turns around to as he wipes the tear and puts on a fake smile, I begin to feel guilty for his sadness " Jessie? why are you crying? What's going on?!" I say calm at first and end in panic. he just looks at me and says " I'll be back, I need some air." He says weakly.

9:55 pm

I yell out for a nurse. She comes rushing in " Violet! What's wrong?! Breathe, Violet! Look at me!" I knew It was happening again but I couldn't remember, I couldn't breathe yet I felt light headed. I needed to run and get Jessie. "Get ..... Jessie..." I say almost out of breath, she calls another nurse in to find Jessie. " Vio!" He says out of breath and tear stained cheeks.  " love, look at me, breathe...* slowly inhales* *slowly exhales*" as he grabs the back of my neck I twitch at his touch. " I won't hurt you" I listen and let him hold me ,look him in the eyes and mimic his breathing.

10:20 pm

" I am feeling better" I say as Jessie looks down"Jessie can you stay with me a little longer?" I ask as I reach for his hand. " I can." He grabs me and gently places me on the hospital bed,  " wanna cuddle?..." he asked concerned, i respond with a simple "Please ?". He lays next to me and asks if it's ok if he can wrap his arm around me. I nod as I feel a muscular warm hand reach over mine to then gently hold my hand. I slowly fall asleep, not knowing why I felt so comfortable with him.