I never had like the smell of hospitals the intese scent of anticeptic burning my eyes with it's strength,the screams and panic as people enter,the rush and bustle of doctors running around trying to calm patients and relatives. Me I was sat there ghost like as if I wasn't really there in the real world but in a place of my own where things smelt fresh and were quiet just me and samantha. We were sat in a vast and fragrant field surronded by dozens of flowers near a stream, lying on our backs gazing up at the clouds laughing and coming up with crazy ideas as to what the clouds looked like happy and content. A sharp pain brought me back to where I really was and I reached up and tenderly touched my newly bandaged head. Wincing I was reminded of why I was really here my girlfriend.
A doctor appeared and summoned me eager as I have ever been I almost sprinted to her room. She looked so delicate and fragile not like the same puckett I knew, I was almost scared to touch her in case she craked and broke like china. The longing for her to awaken and call me her nub so I could respond with "hello princess puckett", soon replaced with doubt as to wether she would ever come round the trauma was so bad that I actually worried and for one selfish moment I thought maybe it would be best for her to stay alseep if she was badly damaged would I want to know?. Immediatly I kicked myself for thinking such a thing she was my princess puckett she would always be perfect no matter what i chuckled suddenly thinking of how she would already be doing the kicking for me if she was concious. I jumped at the sound of a voice behind me "mr benson it is 6 o clock you will have to come back tommorow", dragging myself from her side i trudged towards the door giving one last longing look in her direction and whispering "wake up plz for me".
(4 hours later )
The last thing I was expecting at 3am was a phonecall yet there it was ring ring ring ring whoever it was was certainly eager. I picked up the phone off the kitchen counter and sleepily spoke in the reciever "mm hhello wwho is this?" suddenly i was wide awake yet deaf to the buzzing off the voice at the other end of the line. I was cracking inside I could feel it a surge of anger swept through me and I threw the phone against the wall letting out an almightly snap as it made impact. The tears filled my eyes as i crumbled to a heap on the floor screaming out to thin air in depseration...