"how long you've been here?" i ask freya after she settles beside me in the hospital bed.
"you've been here for a week so.." she pretends to think. "a week. unless you count the one day i wasn't here because I had to work a double shift. "
she smiles at me but i don't return the gesture. i look at her and all i can think about is her getting hurt.
"i bought your favorite chocolate," she reaches for something behind her then beams at me. "babe ruths!"
"those aren't my favorite chocolate." i inform her with my eyebrows knitted.
"i know, they're mine." she laughs at her own joke and i can't help but notice how enthusiastic she is.
"why are you so happy? you're making my head hurt." i try not to sound harsh but it came out like that anyway.
freya smiles turns into a frown. "sorry.."
i just stare at her and how her eyes drop to her lap. feeling guilty, i lace our fingers together and let her rest her head on my shoulder.
i hate that i'm leading her on because one day, i'm gonna die and she'll be hurt. why can't she understand that i'm a monster? she could've gotten killed, why is she here?
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Short Story"i was numb, and she brought me back to life.." a story of the broken cole and the sentimental freya published: July 27, 2016 completed: October 3, 2016 ranking: monday, october1 #7 in short story ☞ Mature Content and Audience ☜ [lowercase intend...
