365 Days At The Swings

Leo

"Why am I not allowed to see her? I know her. Her name is Sarah Lanster. Her favorite color is transparent because she doesn't believe in choosing a favorite color. Her favorite food is chicken Alfredo with extra Parmesan on top. She would gladly go gay for Jennifer Lawrence and her lucky number is 648. Look, miss, I am not a murderer. Please let me in, I need to see her."

I rambled on to the receptionist, as I told her a few random facts about Sarah. Trying to prove that I did know her.

"Ms. Lanster is in critical condition right now, only family members can enter, visitation can open up to friends and concerned folks, when Ms. Lanster is in a better condition."

The lady responded in a cool tone, typing away in her computer as she continued on to say;

"Take a seat hon, you might be here for awhile."

"Listen lady, if I don't get in that room right now, I swear to god I will bea-"

"He will give you a big hug!"

A voice behind me speaks up, my eyes widening as I realized who it was.

"What are you doing here Little Al?"

I asked with a sneer, eyeing him up and down.

"Well, for starters I am in the hospital because you did give me a black eye. Suppose it doesn't hurt to check it out and second, you already know why."

"She doesn't need you. I can take care of her myself."

I replied back defensively, wrapping my arms against my chest.

"Take care of her? How can you even take care of her, when you can't even keep that temper of yours down?"

Little Al said in a sarcastic tone, giving me an ignorant grin.

"Face it Leo, you always known that I am the better man for her. I always have been. From the very beginning she was always after me. Not you. You just ended up being the second choice."

After that long rant, I stared at him blankly. Not really knowing what to say. He was right. I was just somebody's second choice. But then a realization hits me.

"I may be her second choice, but I will stay with her. I wouldn't desert her when she needs me the most. You hear that Little Al? I think it's your coward father outside, yelling at you to come down so you can move away again."

The moment I mentioned Little Al's father, he then suddenly turned red and yelled;

"Don't you dare talk about my father like that."

"Or else what?"

"I.... will hit you."

"Hit me? I am the one who gave you that fucking black eye you piece of shi-"

But before I can continue on further, I then suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around me.

I stiffen and look behind, seeing a guard hold me back.

"Son, this is not a place of violence, or for swearing. Now, I am asking you to stop or you will be asked to kindly leave this hospital."

"I will stop, now get off me."

I mumbled, pushing the guard away. And before anyone else can do anything, I walked away, heading to god knows what.