I am Widow

Chapter 9

“Widow, wake up. Widow.”

No! I want to sleep more!

“Come on lazy pants, you need to get some food in you.” oh it's nurse Sarah.

I open my eyes and see Sarah's face with a big smile on.

"Good afternoon Widow!”

Darn, its already afternoon?

“what tine is it?” I ask.

"It's exactly 12:30 p.m.” Sarah answers.

“Darn, I slept a lot.” I noticed Joe missing, “where's Joe?”

“Your step dad?”

I just nod.

“Oh, he stepped out a few hours ago. He said since you are a sleepy head you wouldn't wake up until the evening. He said he will come later.”

“Alright everything seems to be well," she says.

“that's good, I guess.”

“Yeah, you hungry?”

Well I didn't eat anything yesterday, but I am not feeling hungry.

I say no but Sarah keeps on insisting that I should eat something.

“Okay, I want food.” I say. Sarah smiles in delight. She leaves the room to get my hospital cafeteria food.

Great. I'm in a hospital. I keep trying to remember what happened.

Suddenly, I hear the door open, Sarah is back.

“Sarah, I don't want to eat!” I yell.

“Well if you don't eat you'll disappear,” Jackson says.

I jumped when I heard his voice.

His face says everything.

“Hey Widow," his voice in a whisper. I guess he sees my bruised face.

He comes closer to my bed side. I see black storms impacting his eyes. They trying not to flood in sadness.

“I'm sorry! I never meant to do to hurt you.” He is whimpering. It hurts me to see him this way. I don't hate him, but I still can't believe what he did. He almost killed James and hurt me.

“It's okay. I'm okay Jackson," that's all I can say. I don't want to break down in tears. I don't want to make him feel worse.

“No you are not Widow, look at your beautiful face. I should fucking die, I hurt you. I shouldn't be here at all. Widow.” Jackson says with every word breaking apart.

“why did you hit James?” I ask.

“are you really asking me that?”
Well I want to know what happen.

I just nod.

“Simple answer: I love you Widow and seeing James kissing you, hit me straight to the heart. I told him we will regret touching you or kissing you. I love you.” he simply answers.

“That doesn't excuse you, you almost killed James! You hit me.”

“I know! I know! Don't you think im dying inside for what I did?! I am sorry Widow. I never meant to do anything. Not hurt James, especially you.”

I don't know what to do, believe him and forgive him or start yelling to him that he doesn't love me and to leave.

He grabs my hand, “I love you truly. I know its sounds crazy, we never talked we never seen each other, but I feel deep into those eyes.”