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duckugou · 3 years
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roommate ch 1
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Denki x female reader
cw: none honestly
lil cliche, aged up
hey heres chapter 2
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(Denki POV)
"I cant believe youre moving out, Sero." I sighed.
"It's not for another month or so, Denki. And you should be happy- I'm moving in with my girlfriend- someone besides you actually wants to spend 24 hours a day with me! Share a space with me! Deal with my-" Sero began on his tangent.
"I AM HAPPY FOR YOU HANTA! I'm very happy for you both, youre adorable together. My issue is me not having  a roommate. I cant afford rent alone." I put my head in my hands, thinking about what to do.
"Put an ad on craigslist," Sero shrugged.
"You cannot be serious!" my head flicked up towards him. "So a psycho killer can find my post and come-"
"You're stupid. Aren't you in training to be a HERO? Anyway- you would meet in person first, there are safe ways to find a roommate- I mean what other option do you have?" Sero said, matter-of-factly.
"Jesus Christ I hate it when youre right," I sighed, getting my laptop out. If I'm gonna find a decent roommate in a months time, I guess I should get started.
(Y/n POV)
"I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO KENDRA!" I yelled to my best friend across the kitchen.
"ONE- STOP YELLING. TWO- why didn't you look for a backup place before hand?!" She asked, tossing a grape at my head.
"I thought I'd be okay," I responded, exasperated.
I'm moving to Japan from the US in a month. I have a job set up out there and I even went to visit my new apartment- or what I thought would be my apartment. The renter just called me and said he found someone that could move in sooner and now I'm fucked out of a place to live.
"Well you better get looking for a new place!"
"How the fuck am I going to find someplace cheap enough in that town IN A MONTH?" I yelled again.
"STOP YELLING MORON. Get on craigslist-" Kendra started.
"Ok no-" I started firmly.
"Get a roommate that way. You can find someone. Trust me. I gotta go, you better start looking for someone. Keep me in the loop!" Kendra said, grabbing her bag and leaving.
She took the rest of my grapes. I looked down at the floor to the grape she threw at my head a few minutes ago. Picking it up and walking to the trashcan, I thought about craigslist.
I guess looking wont hurt.
-time skip to a couple days later-
"Okay how about this one?" Kendra pointed to the screen.
After 2 days of looking, we had no luck. Everyone was creepy or asking too much money. I'm screwed.
"'In desperate need of a roommate by end of the month. ¥32859.00 rent, all included. Short notice, I know but I promise I'm nice. Message me for more details' Y/n that sounds PERFECT!" Kendra said excitedly.
"Theres no way that's real though. Ill message them." I sighed, ready to give up.
I scrolled to the contact information and sent a text to this "Denki" guy and waited.
Didn't have to wait long, he responded 2 minutes later.
Denki: Hi thanks for texting me! I really need a roommate, mine is moving in with his girlfriend and I literally cant afford rent here on my own. You're coming from the US, so we cant meet up, but we can facetime? Whatever youre comfortable with!
Me: Yeah we can facetime! wont lie, I'm nervous to move over there without meeting my future roommate in person but this is what I get for not having a back up plan lmao
Denki: yeah renters suck, but whenever you want to call, go for it. ive got nothing to do today
"Well! Call him! No time to waste!" Kendra urged me on.
(Denki POV)
"HANTAAAAA!" I screamed across the apartment.
"WHAT?"
"I FOUND SOMEONE WHOS INTERESTED IN THE APARTMENT AND SHE DOESNT SOUND LIKE SHE WANTS TO KILL ME OR STEAL MY STUFF!"
"FACETIME HER THEN!"
"OKAY!"
I wish he would come out and talk but yelling works. OH shes calling-
I answer the call and get caught on my words a little. She's gorgeous.
"H-hey uh hey hi Denki here hey-" fuck man say hi again maybe she didn't catch it. A laugh rings through my ears.
"Y/n on this end. How are you?" She smiles.
"I'm good, how are you?"
"Good! So what kind of stuff ya wanna know?" She asked in her American, slightly southern, accent.
"Ah just like, are you a clean person, do you go out a lot, that kind of stuff."
"Oh! I'm pretty tidy when it comes to common areas- I let my room get pretty messy sometimes but who doesn't?" she giggles.
"Good point," I laugh along.
"I don't really go out much, my job over there will have me busy from 8-5 every day so I cant imagine I'd have much energy to want to cause a ruckus either," she explained, still smiling.
How does she look so cute when shes rambling?
"I work during the day myself, still in training to be a pro hero, but might have friends over a lot- would that be an issue?" I ask cautiously.
"No not at all! Might even be nice to have people around- I'm awful at making friends."
"I cant imagine that's true! You have a great personality from what I've seen," I say without thinking.
"O-oh, thank you," she blushes.
That was the start of an amazing friendship.
After talking more, we decided we were perfect to be roommates. I couldn't believe Sero was right.
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well i got home a lot earlier than i thought i would today, which i’m happy for seeing as the place was filled to the brim with people not wearing masks. like this place is normally decently busy this time of year but it was packed to the goddam brim today for some reason. anyway! i took pictures of the place for reference, and whenever i get around to carving the pumpkins we picked out i’ll share pics of that as well. this is lowkey going to be an advertisement for the place because if you ever visit the central valley you really should come around here, especially if you are/have kids it’s amazing. starting from the top.
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[image description: a picture of a creek bluff. in the foreground are some ground brush cast in shadow. in the middle ground is some long yellow grasses in patchy sunlight taking up the space where a creek would run if there was rain around here (california). slightly up the hill is a small footbrigde connecting a path that goes from left to right along the side of the bluff. just behind it in the background is the side of a small hill that’s covered in the same long yellow grass from before, and the sky is clear and blue where at the top of the bluff. scattered throughout are oak trees, some small and young, and a few that are old, tall, & mighty. end image description.]
y’all are so lucky i managed to get pictures without people there were so damn many. my older brother was freaking out the entire time about catching corona (he’s nd but he’s in denial about it) and ive decided that for the sake of this post & onwards i’ll be referring to my older brother as Idon & my younger brother as Dr. Lion given that those are dumb unused nicknames we have for each other and it’s easier than referring to them as my older & younger brother all the time. anyway the whole area is set up in this lil creekbed area and normally when it’s winter & it’s not hot n stuff (twas decently hot today, tshirt shorts & no jacket weather in the sun) there’s a bit of water that runs through it. the rest of the time it’s dry and people will walk straight to it to get to the bluffside trail that features a handful of small attractions like a tiny castle, tunnel, metal slide, & other things that appeal to all the children that can fit in them. this place is basically the hotspot for any and all children in this county youve just gotta come here some time it’s so damn fun. there’s even a swinging rope bridge over the creek that leads to the bluffside trail that’s raised way up in the air and is an honestly harrowing experience for every kid who goes across it i could talk about this place for hours. i havent even brought up the train line that goes around the tree farm & things at the top of the bluff. anyway
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[image description: a picture of a pumpkin patch, taken from behind a few stalks of corn. the field is full of pumpkin plants with their large, green leaves extended into the air, though there’s no pumpkins visible. there are various flowers i believe to be carnations dotted throughout the patch, in shades of  light pink, magenta, orange, and red, and a few stalks of corn also grow in the patch. in the distance a field of corn that doubles as a small maze grows off to the right, and lining the background is a row of large trees that grow along the creekbed behind them. the sky is bright blue & clear from the upper left part of the picture it can be seen in. end image description]
so one attraction of this place (one thing that gives it such an appeal to people who want aesthetic pictures for instagram & whatnot) is that they always set up little pumpkin people all over the place, taking various poses. when i say pumpkin people i mean basically scarecrows, clothing stuffed with straw & posed doing things, but with pumpkins for heads. most of them are out of the way enough that people cant mess with them but can take pictures like i did here. oh can you not see it? well let me just zoom in for you-
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[image description: a zoomed in picture of the scene described above. clearly shown is a scarecrow-type figure with a pumpkin for a head standing up in the field. it’s wearing a rather nondescript grey shirt, blue jeans, and a floppy brown farmer’s hat. it’s surrounded by pumpkin plants, carnations, & corn stalks, with a corn field to the back & more large trees casting shadows to the back, as indicated above. there are also some large leaves from corn plants directly in front of the camera where it’s taking the picture, taking up a large chunk of the picture. end image description]
here it is! this is the only one i took a picture of because it was the only one i could possibly find the time to capture without it being swarmed by other people. i was really lucky to take these pictures without anyone in the background here it’s honestly hard to tell from what i’m showing but there was an obscene amount of people there, hence why we barely spent 1.5 hours there. i suspect idon’s unending stream of complaints and fretting and honest request to tell every member of our extended family that we’d have to quarantine for the next 2 weeks got us out a bit faster than we wouldve otherwise done but eh. that stuff’s especially ironic considering dr lion’s going back to physical school starting this week but hey what can ya do. we wore our masks. homemade by my mother because she had nothing better to do the first few weeks of quarantine and now i’m just rambling about my home life. moving on
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[image description: a picture of a string of lightbulbs, focused on one in particular that’s completely shattered. behind, various trees, oaks being the only ones i can name, fill up almost the entire background. blue sky can be seen through the branches of a tree to the upper right portion of the picture. for the most part only the lightbubs & the tree closest to it, taking up the rightmost portion of the photo, are illuminated by the sun. end image description]
this is making me realize i didnt take many good pictures. i only took this one because ive got a story behind it but hey i’ll be coming back this winter to pick out a pine tree probably bc they double as a pine tree farm as well as a pumpkin patch and general creekbluff attraction so i can get some better pictures of the area when there’s less people. hopefully. anyway you see how that lightbulb’s broken? well i being the lil aspiring biologist i am saw a bone lying in the dirt next to our car when we were leaving and immediately picked it up. it was picked clean, almost certainly by ants or something, and i was kinda hoping it was the product of some owl because there are a lot of those in the area around the creek, but my family decided twas but the product of some other family’s picnic there. what it was doing in the parking lot i’d love to know, but i couldnt bring it with me (”that’s disgusting” it’s picked clean dirty & dusty lying in the dirt i guarantee it’s not got anyone’s dna on it any more but that of the chicken it came from) so i take a step closer to the treeline to throw it away. and then of course where does it go after i release it from my hand but directly into one of the lightbulbs hanging up by a string all along the outside of the parking lot. whoopsy. so of course i take a picture as soon as i’m done explaining it to my family & freaking out about doing actual damage to this beloved creek pumpkin patch/pine tree farm. then we have a brief argument on whether to tell the staff about it (there’s actual broken glass what else can we do) and so we drive up to the guy sitting there watching people leave, giving directions, our mom rolls down the window, and i, on the opposite side of the car from him, barely get out a proclamation along the lines of “there’s a broken lightbulb down in the parking lot with glass on the ground” he says “ok sure” and we leave. it takes me like 5 minutes to calm down from that which i dont get because we do a whole expedition up to the top of the bluff to see the construction theyre doing to the train line that theyve been working on for years & we dont even get out of the car to walk around because a. social distancing we already took off our masks & they have to be tied on it’s too much work to put it back on and b. the sheer number of cars there was menacing so we just sorta drove around and glanced down the side of the bluff to the best of our abilities. god that’s a damn paragraph. it’s been an hour. <3 i guess
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autisticshuichi · 7 years
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teef are gone!!
Alright now that I’m not dozing on and off and I’m feeling pretty okay, here’s some small stories of the Wisdom Tooth Removal(tm). I’ll put it under a cut to save space and for people who might have triggers.
(tw: needle mention, blood mention, very brief mention of eating disorder)
ok first off let me tell yall that when we got there i was thrown completely off-guard by lots of things. At my consultation I’d been told to come in an hour earlier to take some medicine to make me chill bc of my Needle Fear. There was no such thing, but they did offer to give me nitris gas which was nice. (gotta get that laughing gas high. lov the tingly.) Also my mom had to stay behind in the waiting room, which was a huge confidence blow to me because. What the fuck?? I need my mommy???? I am just a large child let me live.
Needless to say I was anxious as fuck walking back there. A nurse called me out on it lmao.
The first nurse there was really nice?? She was chill with my nervous babbling about the iv scaring me, she calmed me down the best she could, told me to keep my eyes on her and talked to me through it, etc.
She also let me hold her hand when the second nurse came in. Which was very sweet because a) i didn’t have my mom and b) holy shit i got to hold a cute girl’s hand.
Did I mention she complimented my nails because she did and I’ll shut up about her now but tl;dr sweet girl I love her
Strangely enough the iv itself wasn’t that bad??? I mean of course my brain hyped it up to be way worse than it was, but it was my first iv ever let me live. They used a numbing spray on my arm beforehand which stung a little, but like in a “cold as hell” way, and with that on I didn’t feel the needle at all.
ok but the nurse was making small talk to distract me and there was one point that was like “Do you have any siblings?” “Yeah, two older half brothers. Like, way older.” “Any younger siblings?” “............................nope none” like I straight up forgot the english language and the meaning of words for maybe 15 seconds there.
I’m gonna be perfectly honest, the time from like a couple minutes after getting the iv until walking from the car to my house is a complete blank. Which is strange because I expected to have a blank from before the surgery, not after it. According to my mom I didn’t do or say anything wild, I was kinda like a zombie being led around lmao.
I’ll admit there’s a lot of blood, but it doesn’t freak me out as much as I thought it was going to? It’s just kind of like “ah. there it is. that’s my blood.” more than “HOLY HECK B L E E D”.
Going on that vein, my mom and i messed up a lil at first in terms of the gauze. What you’re supposed to do is leave it in for an entire hour, since they’ve got tanic(?) acid on ‘em and that helps to form a clot. So it says in the lil pamphlet to keep it in for that long and only take them out if they’re Blood Central. We missed that part so the first couple of gauzes I stuck in there weren’t in there nearly as long as they needed to be. Now I’ve got one in and I’ve been biting down on it for 40 minutes so I’ve got 20 to go before things should be good?? If it’s still bleeding lots we’re gonna try it again with a tea bag because that has lots of tanic acid, but also oozing for the first 24 hours is normal so?? not sure how we’ll tell the difference, but we’ll figure it out lmao.
Strangely enough, the thing that freaked me out the most was the stitches. I first felt one after my short lil naps I think and I demanded my mom come over and look because it spooked me so bad, she did not look, but confirmed yeah that’s normal and they’ll dissolve don’t worry. Now my relationship with them is “hi i can feel you can you please move back to your side of the mouth now”, mostly.
Luckily, I haven’t been having much pain at all! The only time was before I took ibuprophen for the first time, and that was because I’d taken half a dose of he Big Med at first to see if it’d be enough. (I’m supposed to alternate between the two.) And it wasn’t all that bad, just some pain in my teeth that hurt a little worse when biting down on gauze. Overall I’m very surprised at the lack of pain, but definitely thankful!!
For those wondering, so far I’ve been living on a diet of applesauce and chocolate pudding, I kind of miss solid foods, which is ironic given how little I eat normally, but it’s probably more the principle of “I’m not allowed to eat this thing right now” versus “I could eat this thing if I wanted to but I choose not to”. Psychology is wild.
Also in case I never mentioned it before, I actually got lucky with my teeth placement! I only had two, and they were both on the left side of my mouth, so the right side is free for me to do stuff like eat without worry. It’s also nice that I’ve only had to deal with numbness on one side, even if it’s almost entirely gone now. (I’m assuming they used a local anesthetic during the surgery as well as general?)
Anyways, that’s all of what’s been going on for me today in regards of wisdom teeth. I might make another smaller post tomorrow since I’ll be eating warm foods instead of cold and using warm presses as opposed to cold ones. I’m totally up for questions and conversations about it though, so if you’ve got something to say just reblog with the comment or shoot me a message! uvu/
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starlightchild6 · 7 years
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Shattered (Part 11 of ??)
I didn’t want to wait to post this part any longer. It was incredibly exhausting to write, way more so than I expected. Also I think it’s the longest part I’ve written to date. I think that’s because I wanted to avoid the mob with pitchforks if I cut this off in the middle. This is the last of the heavy parts for now. As always, please wait to read if you’re in a bad spot right now, and PLEASE text the Crisis Help Line at 741-741 if you need help. They’re available 24/7.
Missed a part? You can catch up here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10
The bad part about owning a house? Yard work. I spend most every Saturday working on some task that needs to be done. Today, it’s mowing. That takes most of the morning before it’s finished.
Just as I cut off the mower’s engine, Drew pulls up in the drive. “You look like you’re having fun.” He grins.
“Piss off. You could have came over earlier and helped.” I toss my sweat soaked towel at him.
“Hey! Now is that any way to greet the guy who brought over pizza for an epic gaming session?” Drew opens the backseat door to reveal 3 large pizzas, still warm. I laugh as we head into the house.
“I suppose that’s an acceptable bribe to get out of yard work.” I grin as he sets the boxes down on the dining table.
“Hells yeah. You gonna dig in?” Drew’s already opened the first box and is carefully separating a piece.
“Yeah, let me just go get Star. She didn’t eat breakfast. Hopefully, this might tempt her appetite.” I murmur before heading up the steps.
“Starlight? You busy? Come eat lunch, babe.” I knock on her slightly ajar door, peeking in as it slowly drifts open. No sign of her. Just a half finished sketch on the floor.
Wait… is that…? “Star? You okay? Can I come in?” No answer.
I push the door open further. “Babe, I’m coming in. I need to make sure you’re… Shit! DREW!”
Oh God… the sight of her body crumpled there on the floor is one that will never leave me. I scramble to her side, kneeling down beside her and checking for a pulse immediately. It’s faint… but it’s there at least.
Heavy pounding up the stairs alerts me to Drew’s presence. “What’s wro… damn it!” Drew yells as he catches sight of Starlight. “I’m calling 911.” He yanks his phone out of his pocket and starts dialing.
“Go grab some towels,” I order him. “We’ve got to try to stop the bleeding.” He nods and dashes to the bathroom, already relaying info to the operator. “I need you to talk to me, okay Star?” I move to roll her over only for her to weakly try to push me away. She mumbles something I can’t catch before letting her arms fall back down.
“Stay with me, babe.” I murmur, brushing her hair out of her face. “You’ve gotta fight. For me. Please.” Drew brings me two towels and I wrap them around her arms as tight as possible, holding them in place even as she tries to pull away from my grasp.
Drew kneels down beside me, checking her pulse as well before relaying info to the operator. “ She’s conscious but very lethargic. We’ve got her arms wrapped and pressure applied. How long before the ambulance gets here?” He covers the phone and tells me the medics are about 10 minutes out. I just nod, keeping my gaze on her face.
Before I know it, the paramedics are rushing into the room and taking over her care. They have her on a stretcher with IVs started in seconds. I can’t focus on anything but her pale face. What could have happened to make her do this? For her to lose so much hope?
I watch as they take her down to the waiting ambulance, following close behind. Drew places a hand on my shoulder. “They’re taking her to St. Luke’s.” He hands me my phone. “Go with her. I’ll take care of things here and meet you as soon as I can.” I nod and watch as they load her in.
“Can I ride with her? Please?” I beg one of the paramedics. “I need to be there…” Something on my face must have convinced him because he motioned for me to climb in, jumping in after me and slamming the door. I settle in a jump seat out of the way and watch as the medics stabilize her en route to the hospital.
God, she’s so pale.
I don’t understand. How could I have missed the signs? I know she’s struggled with this in the past, but I thought everything was okay. Was it just an accident? Or was she trying to take her own life?
“Sir? Sir?” I jerk, breaking free from my thoughts and look over at the medic trying to gain my attention.
“Y... yes?” I swallow, wiping my palms on my jeans.
“I need some info from you to help your friend, okay?” I nod. “Do you know what happened?”
“Not really. I found her on the floor of her room with… like that. I couldn’t really wake her up, so I wrapped her arms to try to slow the bleeding down and give you guys a chance to get there and help her.” I scrub my face with my hand. “Is she going to be okay?”
“She’s stable for now. We’ve got the bleeding under control until the doctors can stitch her up.”
“Will she need a transfusion? I can donate.” My focus drifts to her still form. I can’t help but brush more hair out of her face.
“I will let her doctor know that when we arrive.” The medic watches us for a second. “Are you two... close?”
“Yeah... she’s my best friend..." I close my eyes. “She has to be okay. I can’t...” I won’t cry. I won’t cry. I have to be strong. For Starlight.
We’re at the hospital within minutes, the paramedics unloading her and relaying info to the doctors taking over her care. I follow her as long as I can before a nurse stops me. “I’m sorry, sir. You can’t come back here.” She’s kind about it at least. “The waiting room is right over here.” She shows me into a small room filled with chairs and promises to come get me as soon as she has an update.
I collapse in a chair against the wall, unable to stop the tears from falling any longer. Damn it! Why is this happening? I should’ve checked on her before lunch. Or got her to come outside with me. Or... something. Anything. If she...
No. No. I’m not going to think about that. She’s strong. She’s a fighter. She’ll be okay... she has to be okay. If I lose her... I don’t know what I’ll do. I can’t imagine living in that house without her now. I can’t imagine my life without her. I don’t want to imagine a life without her.
I don’t know when Drew, Katie, and the rest of the group showed up. I only know that they did. Katie sits beside me, rubbing my shoulder. Drew holds Emma in his arms as she cries into his chest. Jess stares off into space, I think she might be praying, but I never hear her speak a word. We’re too afraid to voice what we’re all thinking.
How did we miss the signs?
Why did she resort to this?
What if she doesn’t survive?
Someone clears his throat. “Family of Lillian Black?” We all stand up in a huddle, finding a doctor clad in scrubs watching us.
“How… how is she, Doctor?” I ask, trying to keep my voice from shaking. “Is she…?”
“I’m Dr. Alexander. She’s stable. We managed to stop the bleeding and suture the lacerations.” She tells us. “We’re going to want to keep her for a few days for observation just in case.”
“Can we see her?” Katie pipes up before I can ask. “Please?”
Dr. Alexander nods. “You can. Follow me.” She turns and leads us down the hall, showing us into a room with dimmed lights.
We all stop short as we see Starlight propped up on the bed. She looks so weak, laying there hooked to monitors and IVs. Both her forearms are wrapped in bandages. How close did we come to losing her?
I’m the first to head to her side. I carefully stroke her hair, needing the touch to reassure myself that she’s still here. ‘Babe, you awake?” I murmur as everyone else gathers around her bed.
Her eyes flutter open as she looks up at me. “Hi.” she whispers.
“Hi.” I try to smile but only succeed in letting a few tears drip down my cheek. I can’t take my eyes off of her. She’s here. She’s alive. All I want to do is wrap her in my arms and never let her go.
“You gave us quite a scare,” Drew says, making her turn to look at him. “I was so worried we wouldn’t get you help in time.” He’s still got an arm wrapped around Emma, who’s clinging to him like a lifeline.
“Get me help?” Starlight echoes.
Drew nods. “You, um, you cut your arms pretty badly tonight. Deep enough that we had to get you emergency help.” He indicates the bandages.
She doesn’t say anything but looks down at her hands, picking at her cuticles.
“Why, Lils?” Katie asks, voice wavering. “What happened? Why didn’t you tell us you felt like this again?” She’s on the edge of tears herself and Ben moves to her side, hugging her gently.
“I’m sorry!” Starlight wails. She’s becoming genuinely distressed at this point, shrinking into herself as much as she can. The noise brings a nurse in to check on her.
“I think it’s time to let her get some rest.” The nurse tells us gently. We all agree, and one by one, everyone hugs her before slipping out of the room. I’m the last one left.
“Can I stay with her?” I plead, my voice cracking. The nurse glances from me to Starlight before nodding and leaving us.
I perch on the edge of her bed and take her hand in one of mine. “Babe, what happened to set this off?” I ask, my eyes begging her to tell me.
She sighs. “I ran into Darren when we were out dress shopping last week. He said some stuff and I…” She breaks off mid-sentence as her eyes fill with tears.
“Shh, shh. It’s okay.” I reach to wipe her tears away with my free hand. “I’m right here.”
“I’m sorry!” She cries. “I just felt so much like a burden, and that I was pulling everyone down with me.”
“Never,” I promise her. “You’re never a burden to me. And you never will be.” I rub my thumb over her knuckles.
“How do you know that?” She asks. “How do you know you won’t change your mind?”
“I won’t. I’m always going to be there for you.”
“You can’t promise something like that!” She pulls her hand away from mine. “Look at me! I’m useless!” She slumps back against the pillows. “Why would you even try to save me? I’m not worth it.”
“Because I love you, damn it!” I blurt out.
She freezes, before breaking into laughter that quickly turns into tears. “I must be dead. There’s no way this is happening.” Her eyes radiate the pain she feels, and my heart breaks more. “You can’t love me. It’s not possible.”
“Oh yeah?” I challenge her before leaning in to capture her lips with my own, pouring everything I feel into a gentle kiss. She stiffens in shock for a second before sliding her arm around my neck to pull me closer. It felt like it lasted forever and yet all too soon, we pull apart.
“Do you believe me now?” I rest my forehead against hers and watch her eyes frantically search mine, for what I have no clue.
“Are you sure I’m not dreaming this?” She asks hesitantly, and I shake my head.
“Very sure. It wasn’t exactly the way I wanted to tell you but screw it. It’s out there now.” My heart is pounding as I ask the next part. “Do you think you might feel the same?”
She’s silent for a bit, watching me. Fuck. I’ve screwed up now. I move to pull away, but she refuses to let me. “I….” she starts, before faltering.
“It’s okay,” I reassure her, feeling my heart sink. “You don’t have to say anything.” I look down at my feet.
“No, Jeremy…” She whispers softly. “I… I love you too.”
I jerk my head up, not believing my ears. Did she just… well, damn. “Yeah?” She nods. I smile before leaning in to kiss her again.
When we separate again, I gently trace a finger down the gauze wrapped around one arm. “Babe, what brought you to this point? What happened that affected you this badly? That you thought you had no other choice?”
“He… he said I was a slut and an attention whore… that no one cared about me unless I did something for them... That I should go ahead and just…” she sighs. “Kill myself so no one would have to deal with me any longer.” Her voice hitches. “That I’d be doing the world a favor.”
“Oh baby, c’mere.” I pull her into my arms as she sobs, holding her close. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I couldn’t.” She mumbles. “Was afraid he was right after all.”
“No, baby.” I lift her chin to meet my gaze. “He’s wrong. So wrong.” I take a deep breath before continuing. “When I found you laying there, my heart stopped. I was so scared.” My voice cracks. “I thought I had lost you… it shattered me. I can’t…” I have to stop to choke back tears.
“I don’t care what’s going on, even if it seems like the most trivial thing on the planet, You can always come talk to me. No matter what. Just, please… no more of this, okay?” I cradle her arm in my hand, bending down to press a gentle kiss on her bandages. “Promise me.”
“Promise.” She yawns. “Will… will you stay with me?” I smile and shift to lean against the pillows with her still cradled to my chest. We’re probably breaking a hundred hospital rules, but right now, I could care less. I press another kiss to her forehead before murmuring in her ear.
“Always.”
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