The Story Behind Her

Kisses and Death

Days and weeks seemed to fly by when I was with Amber. She had been doing better. Only a small cut here and there. But she was better.

"Amber," I called to her from the living room.

She walked into the living room and sat on my lap.

"Yes Cole?"

"Happy three months, baby."

She smiled at me, I could tell she wanted to kiss me but we hadn't kissed yet. I rested my forehead on hers and smiled back at her.

"You wanna kiss me, don't you," she asked me.

I nodded against her head and replied, "Do you wanna kiss me?"

She smiled and I knew that meant yes. She looked me in the eyes and I kissed her. Her lips were soft, the kiss seemed to have last forever.

"I will never stop loving you."

"And I you."

She kissed me again but it was cut short because we both started smiling. That's all I could do around her, smile. She made my life better and I had no clue what I would do without her. But one week she had to go back home. Her grandmother had gotten sick. I had been texting her but never got a reply, until she called.

"Hey baby."

"C-Cole. I'm in the ER, how fast can you be here?"

"Fifteen minutes tops. What hospital?"

"Memorial. Please hurry."

"Stay on the line, Amber."

"Can't, doctor's coming. I'll be in the ICU."

She hung up on me after that. I grabbed my wallet and keys and ran out the door. Getting to the hospital took me ten minutes but they wouldn't let me see her. After I broke down they let me into her room.

"Amber.."

"I'm sorry.."

I looked at her and saw her arm wrapped in bandages.

"I'm sorry. My grandma died and my parents were hurting so bad and I just wanted to die. I'm sorry Cole."

I grabbed a chair and put it next to Amber. I held her hand and started crying.

"Cole.."