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Week 18
Waiting is hard to do
By Monday it was then 8 days since I said 'goodbye' to Remus. I put charms on both Grimmauld Place and his apartment to warn me as soon as Remus comes back to his homes. I took a couple of days off from work so I can focus all my energy on worrying and thinking about him (love is a horrible disease). I can't do anything while he is away. I decided on Sunday to stay at Grimmauld place till Tuesday; for it is when I would be going to Remus' apartment to see if he was there, if not, the beings that would be holding him would have to deal with my fury as a girlfriend. So on Sunday and most of Monday I moped around trying to get my mind off things. By Tuesday he was not at Grimmauld Place, nor was he at his apartment, so I apparated to the place that I will not mention to see where he was. When I apparated there, I found Remus lying on the floor of the mansion. He was barely breathing and had been beaten badly. I quickly went to him and touched his face.
"I knew you would come back for me." Remus said
"You know I would not leave you here. I've been worried sick. Please don't talk; I'm taking you back to St. Mungo's hospital. Don't worry." I told him
He lay still as I took his hands and apparated to St. Mungo's. After which, the nurses there put Remus into a drug induced coma, so that he would heal faster. He stayed in the coma for the better part of this week. It was hard for me to go back to work, knowing that he was still in the hospital. I visited him every chance I can get, but still I can't help but feel that it's not enough. For the rest of the week I was in hell. I really hated this week. Will next week be better I wonder?
Week 19
A week from hell
Does someone, somewhere hate me? I mean seriously, last week Remus got hurt really bad and was sent to St. Mungo's hospital which he is still in a coma, this week my ex boyfriend showed up at my apartment door, the moment that I am prepared to leave for work; and my ex is standing there, looking all sad, and he says
"Hey, baby, I've been doing some thinking and I still have feelings for you."
Like hell he does. He stepped all over my heart last time we were in involved. This is great. Just Great! For the rest of the week, I felt hopelessly depressed, so I did the only thing I could do in a situation like this; I sat down to write a letter to Charlie in Romania to see how he was and if he would mind if I visit him sometime in the near future. Just to unwind, after Remus comes out of his coma that is. Unexpectedly, Charlie got right back to me saying that was fine and that he would be more than happy to see me again and that all he needs is a few hours notice, before I go spend a weekend with him. Remus, if you can hear me, wake up soon...please.