The Locket

~5 Years Ago~

Chris walked up to me with welcoming arms, he grabbed me by the waist and hugged me as tight as possible. He was in a huggable-loveable mood, don't ask why I not to sure. Hand in hand, we walked back to his, the whole walk home he couldn't stop smiling. It's nice seeing Chris so happy, chatting his little heart away, this made me feel all fuzzy inside knowing he was happy.

We got back to his and he unlocked the door, for me to see the present on the coffee table, addressed to me with pink wrapping paper and a tiny purple bow. He knew how much I love bows. I ran over and sat down on his leather arm chair, he kneeled on the floor next to me and handed me the gift, "for you baby, I love you!" He leaned over a kissed my cheek. I tore into the gift and inside was a tiny little trinket box, I twisted off the lid and inside was a golden locket with our initials engraved in a tiny heart. I started to well up with tears in my eyes. "Chris! I love it! Thank you so much!" I leant down and gave him a kiss. "Look inside Jess, look inside!" Following orders, I opened the locket and inside was a tiny picture of a map. All I remember is looking up at Chris to see him wide eyed and happy.

~Today~

I woke up in a hospital bed this morning. Why? I'm not to sure right now. I turned my head to the right but stopped half way, a shooting pain racing down my spine, ouch. I looked down to see tube and needles sticking out my arms with a monitor by my bedside, what a great way to start the day. I wanted to get up, shout or something, I needed something to do. A doctor walked in and went to the man beside my bed, he looked familiar, the man on beside me but I didn't remember exactly. He must have called for the doctor.

"Chris you should be on your bed, you need to get as much rest as possible! We don't know how long you have but we want it to be as long as it can be."

Without saying a word 'Chris' stood up and walked back to his bed, lied down and closed his eyes. Poor man.

The doctor started speaking to me but it all sounded fuzzy to me. I managed to understand coma, 5 months, Chris, die, and locket. Locket. That word put every piece of the puzzle together, Chris, the attack and the locket map. That's when I heard the beeping, the beeping to let the whole hospital know that this was Chris' time. I heard he died a peaceful death but I know he didn't. I could the panting from him across the room, the rush of the nurses, the smell of the blood. I may have been weak, yet I sure as hell wasn't stupid.

That's when I made a promise, to use that map and find what it was made to hide. Whatever that may take.