Yeah.. I Know.

Prize Fighter

2 months later

As I sat in the all too familiar boring hospital room I stare at Charlie's face. Most of his wounds are healed by now. It's been so stressful this past couple of months. As I continue to stare at his face I imagine him waking up. His eyes slowly wobble open, his mouth parts to form nonexistent words. His eyes move around the room to find me. And he smiles.

"Kait, I love you."

My heart stops and I pass out.

As I dream my white shadowy dream, I hear voices. All I do is smile and then my smile drops.

It was real.

The daydream was real.

He's awake.

My Lord.

My hands start to shake and I jump up scaring the crowd of nurses around me.

"Charlie!"

I cry happy tears as I jump on the bed and hug him tight. He pulls away just enough to kiss me. I've missed his kisses.

The level of emotion I feel is inexpressible.

"Oh I've missed you! You don't how painful it was watching you lie there so still I had to keep telling myself you weren't..."

I didn't wanna say it, and he didn't make me.

"I know. I know. I wish I could have helped you. It hurts knowing you were in pain because of me. I never want to do that to you again."

My eyes watered up. Again.

"Well next time look where you're going, idiot."

He just laughed and hugged me tight again.
After we were done hugging he still held my hand and wouldn't let me go, and I didn't let him go either.

"How are you feeling?"

He looked at me with tired eyes even though he just slept for two months.

"Just a little sore, that's all."

He scooted over in his bed with a grunt, to make room for me. I got under the covers and put my head on his chest.

"Never do this again. I think my hair almost turned grey."

He hugged me tighter and chuckled.

"I'll try. But you'll always be beautiful in my eyes."

When I look into his blue eyes, it hit me like a slap to the face.
It's been two months since I've seen those goddamn eyes.
As I bite my lip he furrows his eyebrows.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

I laugh at how clueless he is.

"No. I just haven't seen your eyes in a long time... I've missed seeing them light up when you talk about baseball, or stuff you love. That's all."

His eyes welled up with tears.

"Then they must look like spotlights when I talk about you."

I kiss him on the forehead.

"This'll only last a little bit, Charlie. I promise."

He kisses me hard on the mouth.

"I bet you can only imagine what we'll be doing when we get home."

I blush and smile.

"Oh stop it."

I playfully hit him on the shoulder and he doubles over in pain. I start to freak out.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"

He comes back up laughing.

"Gotcha."

I can't help but laugh. I slip my hand under his shirt and run my fingers along his abs. The heart monitor beside him starts to beep out of control. He blushes.

"Sorry, two months without doing anything... Well let's just say it's a long time."