The Promise

Luna

After about ten minutes of running, I slowed down. Finding a tree, I doubled over, breathing heavily. Man am I out of shape. Or you are just fat! No not now. My demons can stay inside. Yea because that will get rid of me so easily.

I started pacing, running my fingers frustratedly through my hair. No. I needed to find Luna. Make sure she's ok. You don't even know where she lives dumb ass. Well it did make a good point, I didn't. I started walking around in circles, all around the neighbor hood.

After about an hour, my legs started hurting, I was sore. Then I saw Angel walking. Oh yea I thought, he lives here, he's Lunas brother. I ran up to him, slightly relived I found him and wasn't lost, mostly terrified about Luna. I walked up and poked him like a little kid.

He stopped and slowly turned his head to look at me. Noticing I needed to pull out my board, I reached into my bag that I was still carrying. ' where is Luna at?'

He made a plus sign. A plus sign. What? Then it hit me. How could I be so stupid. Of coarse age wouldn't be home. The plus meant hospital. She was at the hospital.

' do you think I could visit her?' He read and then looked at me, thinking it over. He stood there pondering my question. And slowly, he looked back up at me and bobbed his head slightly. 'now'.

Nod.

We were soon running again, this time too his car. Wait his car. I looked at him questioningly and gestured to the car. He under stood and nodded pulling out a set of keys from his pocket. We climbed in hurriedly, and off we went.

We drove in complete silence until we got to the hospital. When we got there I ran up to the receptionist. She had a green shirt on and a very unamused face. “yes" she said, rolling her eyes without looking at us. I looked at Angel. One of us needed to say something. I didn't have my board with me and she didn't know angels signals.

“what do you two want?" She snapped at us, finally looking up. Hearing clinking i looked over and saw Angel grabbing a pen from the mug next to the very rude lady.

We would like to see luna madger. He wrote. She sighed and moved her manicured (and ugly) hands over to the computer. “She's in icu, uh level......3" she stopped and stared at us.“what?" She snarled.

'what room number?' I wrote. She looked back over, after rolling her eyes. “319". We both gave a nod and walked off toward the elevators.

As the doors opened, and we got in, i realized. Icu? That's intensive care. How bad was this? And its all still my fault.