My tears betrayed me, long flowing rivers of them where spilling down
over my cheeks as I flexed my hand with the needle in and watch my blood creep
back up the tube to the stopper. This was the only comfort I felt now, I was
back in sky light and that in itself was sad.
Emmet came with me to the ward. Telling Esmee he was going to stay with
me till change of shift so she didn’t have to worry about sending someone else over to cover for him, but he
sat there cold and almost unreachable, had I really done this to him as well?
Was there no one I couldn’t destroy?
“Good god I’m sorry!” I suddenly snapped turning my attention to Emmet and losing control of
the crying so my sobs became long and loud for a few seconds. Emmet just looked
at me, his expression distant and unreadable; He seemed confused.
“What for honey?” he asked.
“You’re angry at me!” I wailed at him turning into a five you old having a tantrum. The other
patients in the word stopped to stare at me but there was nothing I could do to
become less conspicuous. I knew I could not cope with losing him as well. “You have given up on me!” I yelled letting the sobbing take me again for
a second. “Well I’m stupid and I’m sorry, and, and…” I banged the
mattress with my fist in frustration. There was nothing I could say to change
what had been done.
“Wowah, calm down
honey,” Emmet said taking
my hand in his firmly to stop me from bashing it again, “there is no way I am angry with you and second,
I never ever give up on any one. I was not talking to you for two reasons. One
being I thought that you might very well be angry with me right now and second
I thought you might need a bit of time to cry it out. There is nothing you can
do or say that will make me give up on you Mi.”
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