Forever Us

anne melow

Chapter  8: Anne Melow

I'd been here in the ICU section with Anne for the last three days. I still blame myself for what happened that day. If I hadn't leave her by herself she wouldn't be here. I'd been waiting for Anne to wake up. I communicated with her through our minds but nothing happened; no reply at all.

I stare at her for a moment to see how beautiful she is. You can see her lips are red like strawberries, her lashes are long and thick. Also the color of her hair is ash-brown, I love how she braid it, every time. She looks absolutely perfect. I fell in-love with her not just because of her looks but because she is Anne. I love everything about her. When she smiles, everything around me disappear. When she kisses me, I melt, inside and out. Every little thing about her. The way she moves, the way she talk: everything. I never thought loving someone can be this strong.

"Anne! Wake up, please." I cried. I missed her so much.

"This is my fault." I thought. Tears fell from my eyes. If I lose Anne, I don't know what I'll do to myself. I wiped my tears away and stood up. I kissed her forehead and said, "I love you Anne. I'll be back." I turned my back then suddenly heard something.

"James? Is that you?" she called. She was trying to get up but her eyes were still close.

"It's me, Anne! You're awake! I thought you will never wake up. You sacred me to death." I hugged her. I don't even know if I can live without Anne. She's the only person who understands and believes in me. She's the only one who loves me for who I am.

"What happened? I remember you running...yelling my name then everything went black. That's it." she stated. I put my finger to her lips.

"Sshh. Everything is okay now. The police are looking for the suspect." I whispered. I know I shouldn't have told her because she just woke up, but she has the right to know.

"Suspect? Oh." she said in surprise then added,"I got shot. I remember now." Tears fell from her eyes, I wiped it all away.

"Don't cry. It was my fault! I was such an idiot! I shouldn't have left you alone by yourself. I was such an idiot." I repeated. It was totally my fault. I know that 'K' is lurking around somewhere, but I still left her alone by herself.

"No. It's not your fault. It's nobody's fault except the one who shot me." I heard her inside my mind. It still give me chills that we are able to communicate without actually talking, but I'm kinda' getting used to it.

"Anne, do you think?" I stared at her. She got what I was trying to ask.

"Yes. I do think it's him. You didn't see him?" she replied.

I was completely lost in her words. I didn't see him, because I saw her.

"Anne, don't freak out or anything but it wasn't a 'he'." I responded calmly.

"What do you mean: it wasn't a 'he'?" she asked.

"I saw her. She had a long blond hair and she was wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap. I didn't get a chance to see her face. She also left a note." I looked away from her. The note will only scare her more. I'm so stupid to mention it.

"A note? Can I see it?" she raised her eyebrow and shot me a look. She knows that I'm going to say NO.

"Can you rest first? I promised when you get home, I'll bring it to you." I kissed her forehead and walked away without waiting for an answer.

I closed the door and went outside. I found myself arguing about the letter whether I should change it or not. I'm not going to lie, I'm scared. Scared than ever before.

I slept beside Anne, in the hospital bed. I was holding her hands and she was holding mine. We were thinking what will happen next.

"To be honest, I don't know." I said slowly.

"I'm scared James." she whispered.

"Sshh. I know." I replied. "I can feel your emotions you know."

"I know." she kissed my cheeks and I blushed.

"Anne, whatever happens: promise me one thing." I sighed. I know this will hurt, but I got to say it.

"What is it? Anything for you James." As soon as she spoke those words. The tears I'd been trying to hold, fell.

"If something happens to me, I want you to move on. I want you to love again. I want you to smile, your true smile. Promise me, Anne." I tried to look at her but she was crying.

"but James--" she started but I interrupted her.

"Promise me Anne!" I repeated. "Promise me, you'll do that."

"Okay. I promised." she cried. I wiped her tears with my thumb and kissed her.

Oh, Anne Mellow! What did you do to me? I thought and smiled even though it hurts.

I don't believe in love , but since Anne Mellow came to my life. I believe in things I never thought I would