Complicated

Chapter 8: Reunited

  I awake after what seems like an eternity of blackness. A white room, a comfy bed with a pillow holding up my head and a thin blanket covering over me. There is a rhythmic beeping noise coming from a machine to my left that seems extremely firmiliar and a few monitors that display info on my physical condition to my right. I sit up and to my surprise feel no pain. There are little tubes leading to clear square stickers that are attached to my body and a clear breathing mask over my mouth. I pull the strange thing off.

I lift up one of my arms, about to pull one of them off one of the squares when I see it. I lift up my other arm and hold them both in front of me. They are heavily bandaged and feel quite numb. My fingers that peek out the ends are pale white and when I wiggle them they feel plastic and stiff. I shakily pull the stickers off and toss them to the side. I turn to dangle my feet off the side of the bed and my bare feet brush the cold tile floor.

I stand up and it feels as if I've never stood before. My neck feels weird and when I reach up to touch it I notice it is also bandaged. I think back to her nails digging under my skin and shiver. The room feels unstable as if its balanced on top of a point. I stumble over to the door, feeling sick of this place already.

As soon as I step out into the long carpeted hallway a nurse notices me and rushes over. She ushers me back into the room and gets me to lay back down on the bed. I try to ask her questions and get any sort of anything out of her but all she says is "I'll get the doctor soon, just you relax."

This pisses me off and I wait for her to rush out of the room before standing up again. I walk over to the curtain drawn windows and peer out. A few stories up, I squeak at the sight and back away.

Ok bad idea.

Bored already and wanting to move around I wander about the room looking for something exciting. There! I walk over to the chair that's set for guests. It has wheels. I sit on the chair and with one of my feet I spin it. This is a lot more entertaining than it should be. I make my way around the room in this chair, most likely leaving skid marks on the white tiled floor. I bump into one of the tall monitors frames and almost knock it over. I catch it and it's a lot heavier than I originally thought, almost falling with it. I carefully prop it back up straight and sit back down on the chair.

Maybe that's enough of that.

Ya think!?

I leap from the chair onto the bed which throws up the pillow and messes up the sheets. I lay there on my stomach staring at the wall and listen to the ticks of the clock. I'm about to fall asleep again when I hear someone turning the handle. I quickly move to sit up and try to look like I didn't mess up the place already.

A doctor with a long white lab coat walks in, followed by the nurse from earlier. He leans over the bed inspecting me and jestures for the nurse. She fixes my pillow and sheets which I don't much care for.

"Well well well, you woke up sooner than expected, and you probably have a million different questions," 'Dr. Regenold', as his name tag states, says.

I respond back hesitantly, "Uh yeah I guess."

"What would you like to know first?"

I think for a second, "Sauron!"

He chuckles, "Ah yes, that boy came to visit you everyday since you were hospitalized."

"When can I see him?"

"Bit rushed don't ya think, you just woke up. You should probably rest and don't you have more questions."

"Of course I do but first I have to see him."

"Well he's appointed to show up at about 3:00 but he usually shows up about fifteen minutes early," he checks his watch, "and right now it's 2:53."

Not thinking I immediately leap up from the bed and, my feet not used to the pressure yet, almost topple me over. I ignore the doctor and nurses warnings as I rush by them and out the door. Man it feels nice to be out and moving. Many nurses and other people in mint green and white urge me to slow down but I am completely oblivious to them and only look forward.

I press the elevator button a few times but it takes to long so I take to the stairs. I half run half fall down them, skipping many steps in the process. I travel a few flights down and finally make it to the main floor.

I stop, biting my lip in an attempt not to smile to much but my happiness is impossible to control. He's wearing a light jacket and a scarf and talking to the lady at the head desk, his face, his smile, his jestures, his speech, it's all so refreshing. It feels like summer, when your dying of the heat and you jump into a pool. It floods over you scaring away the sweat and washing out the old heat. I mouth his name unable to make words at the moment. I say his name over and over in my head wanting to call out until finally...

  "Sauron!"

  He turns, a face of surprise changes to pure happiness. His smile widens and so does mine. My feet move on their own, slapping along the ground, it's like I can't get to him fast enough. I don't know how long its been other than too long and judging by his reaction I am correct. Snow drifts down outside the hospital window signaling it to be winter. I wrap my arms around him and tackle him with such force we both fall to the ground. Oblivious to the small hospital outfit and everyone else in the room all I can see is him.

  I have never known how nice it would be to have him in my arms, to be in his. I wish I could stay here forever. He stands up lifting me up with him and swooping me into a bridal carry. I stare at him for a moment just taking it in and then blush profusely.

  I squirm in his arms suddenly very embarrassed, "H-hey don't do that!"

He laughs and carries me towards the elevator, "Back to normal already I see."

  I hold on tight to him already awkward with the difference between me and the ground. People murmur to each other all around us, some confused others with that appearingly knowing look. This bugs me and I hide my face. Sauron laughs the one that usually annoys me but this time it feels very relaxing. I almost drift off to sleep in his arms when I hear the elevator noise and I feel his movement. He carries me down the hall and into the room I was in before and gently sets me down on the bed. I long to stay his embrace, I keep my arms tight around his neck.

  "Don't go," I say not thinking.

  My head is rested on his shoulder and I can see his ear turning bright red signaling his whole face is too. I start to release feeling embarrassed but when I try, he holds on tight.

  It's just so I don't see him blush...right

  Ha! Wrong!

  Sh-shut up!!!

  I hold onto him too and he sits down on the edge of the bed. We stay like that, neither of us wanting to let go. I'd stay like this forever if I could. It feels safe, all the past mistakes I made seem to fade off into the distance, not important anymore. I don't ever want to leave him, what could I have put him through in the time that's passed. Was he worried, mad, upset, so many questions with complicated answers that would lead onto more questions. But I would be fine without those answers, in fact better than fine, if only I could stay right here...with him.