A Few Months Earlier:
It echoed. It echoed too loudly. Her lonesome footsteps sounded too loud in the stillness and as she fell into a run, the sound of her heels hitting the floor grew louder. A desperate attempt to leave it all behind or a desperate attempt to grasp on to what might be the end of this wonderful, mess of a love.
A Mess.
The click of heels against the hospital floor was startling and it seemed like every bright,artificial, light was too harsh. Too insensitive.
How did they not care? How did they not care?
She felt the tears roll down her face and she couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation. They were meant to have been travelling. Meant to still be on the road, laughing,smiling and just enjoying what they have but now-
She wishes she had never made it out of that car.
That she was with him but now here she is.
Desperately running, no longer laughing, her heart in her throat. The beeping and the lights causing her head to drown in the business of her environment and all she wanted. All she ever wanted is him and she might not get that anymore.
She ran faster. And Faster. And faster. As if the world depended on it, and to her it did.
