Falling To Pieces

Chapter 7

Emotional last chapter right? Well, it's not over yet.

Chapter 7

Kate was so shaken by the nightmare she didn’t do anything for at least half an hour. She just sat up, going over the last moment again and again. Her mother had never said that to her. How could she have?... This wasn’t a memory. It had been real. It was really her mom, as good looking as the day she died. She was wearing different clothing though. And she looked tired, pale, and she had a glow around her. Kate couldn’t believe it. She didn’t even get the time to say “I love you” back. She regretted that.

She didn’t know why, but she picked up the phone. She dialed the number automatically. She didn’t even think before she put the phone to her ear. She had no idea what to say. But she knew she wanted to talk to someone. And since he was the only one she hadn’t seen since her fall…

“hello?” his voice pulled her out of her state. She froze up.

“Rick?” she finally managed to ask. Now he was the one who was stunned.

He shook it off and focused on her. “Kate! Hi! You have no idea how glad I am to hear your voice.”

Kate didn’t really know what to say. “Why weren’t you here?” it just came out, before she even realized what she said, he was already answering.

“Because I didn’t know if you’d be mad at me for being there. I didn’t know if you’d want me there when you woke up. I was there, I checked on you, but everyone was mad at me, and I told them I’d go home and wait for you to call. And so, now you called and I’m happy to hear your voice. So happy.”

Kate took a moment to process it all. He was there, he just isn’t now. So he does still care.

Kate smiled, but that was before she realized what she did right before she fell off that roof. She called him… She told him she loved him… loves. Oh god, what now?

Running away from it again would be wrong. She might not be ready for it, but she needs him in her life. If she had died… she saw what would have happened in her nightmare. She didn’t want that to happen, not anytime soon, and certainly not before they had a chance to be just that, them.

“Kate?” Rick asked, seeing as she had been silent for quite a while now.

“Yeah… sorry, I’m here. I’m just… thinking.” Kate sighed. She had no idea how to do this.

“About?” he was curious.

She was silent for a moment longer, and then decided. “Rick… could you come here? Could you visit soon? I’ll tell you, but I want to do it face to face.”

“Of course!” Rick was oh so happy, but composed himself, “When? I can come now if you’d like, but shouldn’t you sleep some more?”

“I don’t think I can sleep any longer.” She said thinking about the nightmare and her mom’s face, her words. “Now would be perfect.” Kate smiled, a smile that reached her eyes, for what felt like the first time in years.

“Sure, I’ll be there soon, I’ll leave right now.”

“Thank you Rick.”

“Always.”

Rick arrived in the hospital, but not without a beautiful bouquet of flowers, seeing as she wasn’t able to drink coffee. He walked up to her room, but right before knocking, he froze. What is he going to say? What does she want to- oh. Now it hit him. What else would she want to talk about face to face other than the voicemail?