Paul felt the frigid air of the room wash over him, as he entered the room. Vanessa’s heartbeat monitor droned on faithfully in the background as he approached. He was hit with a sterile metallic scent as he rolled over to her bedside. Paul had spent a lot of time in hospitals, because his parents were doctors, but visiting someone was new. Paul focused in on her breathing. It was steady, and better than he had expected, but each breath sounded more belabored than the last.
“How are you feeling?”
“Well, I’ve been better.” She laughed a little bit. Her sheets rustled as she began to sit up. “I really don’t feel too bad though. I’ll probably be out pretty quick.”
“Are you sure? Jude was acting a little… weird, and it was kinda worrying me.”
“I’m fine, it looks worse than it is.” Vanessa sighed. “I’ll be okay.”
“You don’t sound okay.” He hesitated, “You can talk to me, you know. I’m in this with you.” Paul’s heart was racing, and his stomach was doing somersaults. His words weren’t being checked by his brain anymore, they were just flowing out.
“Oh, Paul…” Vanessa took his hand in hers, a small wave of pain hit her, and she tensed. Paul began to edge forward towards her, but Vanessa quickly held his hand tighter. “Thank you. For everything.”
“Hey, you were there for me when I fell down the stairs. You even managed to talk a little bit of sense into me.” Paul’s heart felt like it was going to burst, she had his hand and he had absolutely no idea what to do about it or what it meant. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had felt this way… Definitely before the light.
“The doctor said it’s going to be a pretty nasty scar…” Vanessa sniffled a little. “Paul… I’m going to look like a freaking ogre…”
“Hey, no you’re not, you’re honestly the prettiest girl I’ve never seen.” Paul was almost shaking with nerves at this point. He noticed the heart rate monitor in the background beginning to accelerate.
Vanessa laughed and Paul nervously did the same. “Listen… I really like you… Like…” Paul’s heart was pounding as well. At least he was in the ICU, so when his heart stopped they’ll be able to take care of it.
“Really?” Paul couldn’t really tell if that was excitement, disgust, or something in-between. The beeping of the monitor reached its peak. “Oh that came out wrong… I feel the same…” She laughed. “Sorry, I’m so bad at this.” The beeping began to slow.
Paul laughed too, “My heart was beating so fast I thought I might need to get a room.”
So they sat there for a moment, holding hands, before a nurse came running in. “Are you feeling okay?” She sounded panicked.
Vanessa contentedly sighed. “Better than ever.” She gave Paul’s hand a squeeze.
“Oh, okay.” The nurse laughed for a moment. “I think it might be best if you took your next visitor. And you.” Paul assumed this was directed at him. “Don’t do whatever you did again, I thought she was dying.”
The nurse took the handles of Paul’s chair, and she began to wheel him out…
Hey everyone, I just want to thank you for sticking around. I’m always trying to be a better writer, and really appreciate you sticking through it. I love doing this, and I hope you love reading. This part was belabored, but I think I’m satisfied with the end result.
If you don’t already know, throughout the month of May, I wrote a few short stories, introducing new characters. I’d love to hear what you think about them, you can find them in the Table of Contents.
Thank you again for reading, and have a lovely week.