migraine || clifford

9

"I will say that we should take a moment and hold it and keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone"

~

The hospital was by far the worst place that on the face of the earth.

But she followed him there

"We will be ok Michael" she comforted as they sat on his new bed in the painfully white room

"Will we?" He cracked out through his clenched jaw and looked up at her

She looked calm as per usual

"Yes! We just have to have courage, be brave" she said and rubbed his shoulder

"Courage to do what?" Michael snapped

"Not let them control us, they can not put us behind bars like this! We need to prove to them that they can't change us, or anyone like us!"

"Like us?" Michael asked

"We're different, special"

"Special" He scoffed

"And how are we going to do this?" He added

"I'm sure you will think of something" she giggled

"Why can't you?" He snapped

"Pardon?"

"You think of everything else, you're clever"

"As are you"

"No I'm not"

A few moment of silence passed over them

"I've got it!" She yelled

"Yeah?"

"We, Michael clifford, need to die"