To have just one more day

Chapter 7

June,12th

6 days, that's right, 6 days I've been lying here. My body feels like it's being weighted down by a ton of bricks. I'm exhausted. Everything is irritating me, the bright lights, the sound of Harry, the hospital groundskeeper, mowing the lawn, which he does on a regular basis, every Wednesday morning to be exact, the screech of the hospital beds quickly being rushed down the hallway. I get up and sigh, my mother is focused on her crossword book, I swear she's not blinking. I sigh again, hoping my mom hears me this time, thankfully she does. She raises her finger in the air, signalling for me to wait a moment, she then scribbles a couple letters down, sighing quickly after, a sign that she's realized she guessed the wrong word and the word she guessed does not fit in the designated squares. "Yes, Scarlett, how may I help you? Are you feeling any better? Want something to eat? Do you need your pillow adjusted? What are-? I cut her off before she can ask me anymore questions. "Mom, I'm feeling fine, just extremely exhausted and sore, I'm guessing it's from being overly exhausted, but please mom, I'm only one person, you can't drill me with questions and expect me to answer all them at once." "I apologize for being concerned, anyways, would you like something to drink?" My mother asks, in her sweet apologetic voice. I feel bad for reacting the way I did so I reassure her I do honestly appreciate her concern and I inform her how I'm just really tired and irritated and that I would love a glass of water. I'd love chocolate milk right now, but I don think my stomach would gladly hold the door and just welcome the chocolate milk inside like it was a close relative. She walks out, telling me that she should only be a few minutes. Just as she's walking out, guess who decides to stroll on in... With that perfect white smile and... Focus! I yell, only inside my head though. My mom sees Tom start to stride in and completely embarrasses me. I want to jump under the hospital bed and.. Wait, the hospital floor is too dirty.. Fine then , run into my washroom and never come out. EVER AGAIN. She says "make that awhile, oh yes, I have to do some errands, I should be gone for a good hour or two or..." I stop her before she can carry this embarrassing moment on. Tom chuckles. He walks towards my bed and the butterflies in my stomach soar. I can't like Tom. I have cancer. How on earth do I expect a relationship to result from this. Wait relationship.. Where'd that come from? We've only talked a couple times, there's no possible way he likes me or would like me.. He can do so much better. I have an amazing imagination, but I can't carry on long before reality sets in. I turn away to cry, suddenly filled with different emotions. I'm in love and I'm dying. Suddenly, I feel a warm, strong hand sweep my vibrant blonde hair gently away from my eyes. I quickly grasp his hand, loving the way it feels in mine. I can't help it. I know we just met, maybe it's my sleep deprivation talking and making me react in this manner, whatever it is I'm not sure, but it's enough to make me look lovingly into his beautiful green eyes and reach up and kiss him on the lips.. Twice.

~Scarlett❤️

Kay guys I apologize!! I figured you've waited long enough and yes this is a short chapter and I'm sorry, but I'm just happy to at least give you another chapter. Keep posted for further chapters. Thanks for sticking by my side, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I certainly realize today how much I missed writing. You guys are amazing! ❤️