raising chaos

who? - i need to know

Her long, straight black hair flowed behind her, her hourlgass figure and her walk. When I watched her walk, I saw as she sashayed her hips.

She was fair, pale. Her lightwashed blue jeans clinged tightly to her legs, as if they feared to let go. The Rips in her jeans were scattered along her thin legs. Some places carefully on her upper thighs, some going down lower. There was a hole in the left knee, exposing the skin underneath.

Her old, warn leather jacket was small, slim to her figure, and her faded black My Chemical Romance shirt showed proudly. She held her drink in one hand, and her phone in the other. Her eyebrows were creased as she texted rapidly with one hand.

I hadn't noticed I was still walking.

The cream colored walls, lined with rails for patients to hold while they walked, seemed so far apart. The famous, beautiful paintings on the walls seemed fairly boring compared to the mystery woman that walked down the hall towards me.

I heard her footsteps, tapping against the bland, grey floors. Her shoes, black and white Converse, worn down so the seal on the side was just a white patch. The white of her shoes looked a smokey grey.

This girl was full of secrets and I wanted to know every last one of them.

As she drew nearer to me, She looked up, breaking concentration from her phone. Her eyes were the gorgeous of blues. They had a darker blue ring around them, and we're dottedd with grey specks that emerged from her pupil. Her lashes were incredibly long, her mouth, soft and full and the lightest of pink.

She gave me a small smile. The corners of her mouth rose to reveal dimples.

She walked past me.

I stopped in my tracks, hearing the sound of my sneakers squeak against the floor from my abrupt cease of motion.  I quick turned, feeling the hair's on the back of my neck stand up, as I was hoping to see her turned too.

She kept walking.

The mystery girl, whom I paid so much attention to, didn't think twice about the boy standing in the hallway.

Who was she. I need to know.

I watched her until she turned the corner, the room seemed dull, cold. Isolated.

I forced my feet to move from the ground and continued my journey to room 28c. I walked through a set of double doors to the ICU and made my way down the hallway to the nurses station.

"Excuse me ma'am, hi. I'm looking for room 28c, could you help me find that?"

The lady behind the desk looked up at me with a bright smile. Her hair was short and blonde, her eyes were a dark brown, almost looking black. Her eyes creased as she smiled and stood up. Her name tag, small and grey read "Sarah"

"well of course sweety, but, it says here only her immediate family can see her. Could I have your name and relation to Mrs. Sawyer?" She said, glancing down to a small white sheet of paper, and then back up to me.

"I'm her son, Cole. Cole Sawyer." I began, hoping my name would be there. Sarah looked back down and read the list. She looked up at me, with sorrow.

"I'm sorry Mr. Sawyer, you're not on the list. If you come back in 3 weeks, that's when she should be cleared by the doctor to have more visitors that are not family." She said, offering an apologetic smile.

" No, that's alright. Tell her I stopped by, or maybe not. Not like she'll care anyways." I said. Looking down at the floor, sliding my foot awkwardly on the tiles.

" Have a nice night, uh , Sarah " I finished as I tapped the counter twice and turned to leave.  I hesitated and had the urge to turn back around and beg her to let me see my mother. To know she was okay. But instead I drudged forward, waking back through the double doors, into the cream hallway that I saw the beautiful mystery woman.

I pushed through another set of double doors that were to my left. And I walked down another hallway. And then three more after that. I made it to the second floor waiting room. As I barged through the doors, I saw a family sit up expectantly. A mother and a father, holding what looked like a newborn. After realizing it was just me, and no the doctor with the news they have been yearning so desperately for, they sat back looking sad, almost disappointed.

I looked down, staring at my feet as I made my way to the elevator. I leaned forward and pushed the green button that pointed downwards. The light lit up, indicating that one if the two large grey elevators would be my way down to the lobby.

The triangle light that pointed down on the elevator to my left lit up. I sat and waited. There was only three floors, what could possibly be taking so long?

Finally, the large metal doors creaked open. Instantly, the aroma of flowers and candy stung my nostrils as I took a step inside. Without looking at who I was sharing an elivator with, I pushed the star on the small panel. The dimly lit elivator was quiet aside from the noise coming from the cables moving the metal box, and the faint sound of music coming from next to me.

I looked to my left and there she was.

My mystery girl. So beautiful, so breathtaking up close. Her hair reached below her belt, and her head was held straight, her eyes shut, enjoying her music.

She opened her eyes as if sensing that  was looking at her. And she slowly looked to her right, making eye contact with her made a lump grow in my throat. My breath stopped and it felt as if she was looking right through me, learning every detail about me, seeing my life story.

The elevator screeched to a halt after what felt like an eternity. She looked at the doors as they opened, shattering the eye contact that I so desperately wanted to keep.

She looked back at me and smirked.

"The names Astrid, by the way" she said, flipping the bangs and stray hair out of her face.  She walked out of the elevator And disappeared around a corner.

I stepped out if the elevator and made an attempted to catch up with her, try to know her. Anything.

But she was gone and all she left me with was her name.

I had to know her.

Astrid.