"let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck.
"what are you talki...
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I'm currently in Nyla's room. holding her hand. watching her breathe. like I have been for the past 3 weeks.
she's breathing on her own now.
and she's back to her regular weight, which is good.
"I'm sorry I came late, Tesoro." I sigh, she squeezes my hand.
"you're gonna be mad at me. but I haven't been taking my depressants . . . I know it's bad, but I'm fine. I'm fine." I lie.
"it's been 3 weeks. did you know that? I know it seems like a short amount of time for you, but these have been the 3 longest weeks of my life. I swear." I chuckle.
"I've had too much free time to think. like I've thought about children, marriage, my future, our future together. seems a little psychotic doesn't it? but, we've been together for 2 months now. well official for 2 months, so that's a big step. these last few months have gone by so quickly, it's almost Christmas." I ramble.
"oh and the school is letting us do exams after the break. we're officially graduates, though. so that's good." I look down at the floor, Nyla's hand still in mine.
"oh-" I look up but stop talking.
"what the fuck." I stand up when I make eye contact with Nyla. her eyes following mine as I stand up.
"holy shit." I panic and press the emergency button. but as soon as I press the button I hear the flatline.
I look up at the screen and see a green straight line.
"Nyla! Nyla! Nyla!" feel hands grab me and push me out of the room.
"Mr. James, sit down please." a male voice commands. I sit down in a random chair. my eyes wide as I breathe heavily.
"she's- she- i-" I look around frantically.
"breathe. everything will be ok." the nurse says.
"SHE JUST FUCKING FLATLINED! SHE'S NOT BREATHING! DON'T TELL ME EVERYTHING WILL BE OK!" I freak out. "she just flatlined." I tug on my hair.
an alarm goes off throughout the hospital. doctors and nurses run in and out of her room.
"CLEAR"
I thought about how one day we'll get married.
"CLEAR"
I thought about how one day she'll have my kids.
"CLEAR"
I thought about how one day we'll graduate with our degrees together.
"CLEAR"
every thought I had about my future has her in it. without her, there's no point.
