We dried each other's tears
And rubbed our cheeks.
I didn't know
You had emotions,
Little Red.
I laughed,
For the first time
In a while.
It felt good
To laugh.
And you can laugh,
You chuckled as you
Watched me grin.
I do have emotions,
I told you,
I just don't
Show them.
You looked at me
And said,
You should.
I smiled and said,
I only have
A little time
Left to live.
At least, that's
what they tell me.
And you said,
Don't talk about it
Right now.
Death is sad,
And we are happy.
I asked,
We?
And you answered,
Yes, we.
Because at that moment,
We were not broken.
-
Have you ever
Dated someone?
You asked me
As we ate sandwiches
In my kitchen.
Well, you ate.
I didn't eat,
For fear of puking
While you were
In my house.
No,
I said.
Oh.
You said, and
Looked at my plate.
Why haven't you eaten?
I looked at my plate
As well.
Because it doesn't
Stay down.
You asked,
What do you mean?
And I said,
I'll throw up.
And you nodded.
But you get hungry,
Don't you?
And I said,
Not usually.
You asked,
Why don't you eat
For the taste,
And just vomit later?
I thought about that,
And replied,
That's stupid.
You laughed loudly,
And it hurt my ears
Slightly, but I didn't
Mind, so that you
Could be happy.
-
A few days later,
There was an incident.
I was watching a movie,
Breakfast at Tiffany's,
And I felt fine,
But apparently I wasn't
As fine as I believed
I was.
It was approaching the part
Where Holly and Paul
Were about to enter
The library, when
I started to feel
A slight throbbing
In my head.
Grabbing a water bottle,
I swallowed a few Tylenol
And resumed the movie.
My headache didn't go away,
But I thought
It was bearable.
All I remember
After that is
My body hitting the floor
And my throat
Becoming sore as I
Screamed my
Mother's name.
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Adam & Macy | ✓
Short StoryMacy (n) ; a petite, shy girl who barely ever talks Adam (n) ; the boy who is determined to change her life