Blurriness. My vision was blurred, where am I? I can't see, but my body aches miserably. Where am I? How did I get here? I can hear high pitch beeps every second, which was distracting and hurt to listen to. Darkness, my eyes are flooded by it. There's small chunks of light in my vision, flickering light. Am I dead? Or close to it? I want to sleep but my head aches too much to be able to do it. What the fuck happened. My vision slowly comes back, but only in small chunks. Light, blue, empty room. Where the hell am I? I blink a few times to wake up a little more, the room becomes more and more accessible to my eyes. By the strange look of it; the blue curtains, flat bed and a people walking around outside wearing blue uniforms, great, it was a hospital.

I'm startled when the door opens suddenly, the sound causing my head to ache more. A woman, probably around her mid twenties, walks through the door, holding a board. She looked happy, something I missed, all there's been is stress, and because of me, they led to violence.
"Mr Spencer?" the woman said, staring right at me. "Do you know where you are?"
"The hospital I presume."
"That's right, that's right. Do you remember what happened last night?"
I tried to think, but that just made my head hurt more. I remember drinking with this girl, her name was Kristy I think, then after that, I don't know. So I had to be honest about it, or Zoe would kill me.
"No, not really besides drinking a little," I paused. "What did happen last night?"
"You were brought in by a young woman, you were badly injured, probably one of the worst injuries from a fight I've ever seen. But you pulled through fine, although, you needed stitches for a lot of the wounds."

I look down my shirt, staring at the stitches near my ribs. Jesus, what kind've fight did I get in last night? Wait, where is my knife?
"Thank you for being honest. Um, did I have anything on me at all?" I ask her.
"Anything on you? You had your wallet, phone, and a screwdriver jammed in your rib cage. Either than that, no. Where you missing something?"
A screwdriver, jammed, in my god damn rib cage? What the fuck? What happened last night, I can't remember a single part of it. This is bullshit, oh fuck, Zoe is going to kill me.
"We called your emergency contact number, Zoe Benson, she's here right now if you're ready to see her."
Oh god, she's here, I'm so fucked. What's she going to say? What's she going to do? I'm scared, not of her specifically, but what she may do. But I guess, I have to face that sooner or later, and I will be in trouble If I don't let her in, so better do It now.
"Let her in, please."

The door opens again in a flash, and there she is. The love of my life was standing at the door, heavily breathing. But she was saying nothing, only had a blank expression on her face, which quickly, turned to tears. She was crying as she walked towards me, her tears flowing down her face like a stream. I felt so bad now, she was in tears because of me, because I left, and because of the state I left myself in due to a long night of drinking. So, what did I expect? Oh god, the guilt is consuming.
"Jesus, Kyle. I got the call, and I- I just- I couldn't- I just-"
"Zoe, Zoe," I say to her, my hand reaching out to her hers. "I'm okay, I swear."
That's when she curled right beside me, right beside my bed, still crying. The nurse left us in peace, which was nice of her. She laid her head on my shoulder, weeping into it.
"I'm sorry, Kyle. I'm so sorry I forced you to leave, if I didn't, this wouldn't have hap-"
"No, Zoe. I'm sorry for leaving, I was just caught up on so much anger, that I had to leave before I destroyed the entire room."
"It should be both of our faults."

I leaned into her, kissing her cheek while her head still laid on me. This, was peaceful. I couldn't help myself but kiss her cheek more and more, it was like I hadn't seen her in months, sure as hell felt like it. This is my love, my partner, she is my world, and seeing her in pain, wasn't a god damn option. So that's what we did
"Zoe, I love you so much, and I'm sorry that I've been drinking and not being myself, but I promise I wouldn't ever leave you I promise. You have no idea what I'd do for you."
Fuck, why did I say that? That didn't sound discrete at all, but it was true. She has literally no idea what I'd do for her, and what I'd do without, which would be nothing. But still, it sound right. Sounded so malicious and tempered, like she didn't know me at all, which was false, indefinitely false.
"Then tell me," she said with her soft beautiful voice. "Tell me what you'd do."

This was it, the time to tell her exactly how I felt about her. I've ignored every chance for her to get this out of me, which was out of fear. I'm scared of my true feelings, because once your happy, it can be taken away from you. But I couldn't hide it this time, not after all the shit that's happened over the past three days, it wouldn't be right on her. Doesn't matter how scared I am, I can't hide it from her anymore, so, I guess it's time to tell her.
"You really wanna' know?" I ask her, feeling her hand as it brushes against my eye scar.
"Yes, I really want to know."
"I would do anything for you; protect you, fight for you, I'd die for you Zoe. It was me or you, I'd make sure to cut that option out of the picture. I would sacrifice my life just to keep you safe, because you suffering, isn't a god damn option. I love you Zoe, and there's no way I'm leaving you after everything. You're my love, you're my partner."

Silence. That's all that existed in the room we both sat in, besides each other. I fucked up, didn't I? I scared her away, which was I feared. Everything went into place like it was always going to. She's gone, she's going to leave me.
"Zoe, I'm s-"
And that's when she kissed me, her lips pressing against in mine in a single passionate second. God, I missed this; the feeling of her soft lips, the taste of cherries, and the moments we had while doing so. This was it, she had me at the tips of her fingers again. She was my goddess, my lover, she was mine forever. If living forever was going to be like this, then hurry up and let it begin. We weren't fighting for dominance like normal, it was different; long, passionate and meaningful. She pulls back from me, covering her eyes as she smiles uncontrollably. God, that smile, it was perfect.

The door opens again, the nurse is back, but this time she looked rushed. The opening of the door broke our happiness, but not completely.
"I'm sorry to ruin the moment, but visiting times are over. Miss Benson, please let yourself out."
Visiting times are over? Already? I wasn't beginning to get mad again, but I held it back. Instead, I stared at Zoe, smiling at her as she left the room, staring back. Her eyes glittered as she left the room, pulling her black bag over her arms that were covered by her black shirt. Everything was black at the academy, oh shit, the academy, god I missed that place. I looked at the nurse, she had a tray of food with her and placed it on my bed.
"You're girlfriend is very beautiful," she says, placing knives and forks with the food. "Now, you should eat up. It's been a while since you ate."
"She really is, isn't she?" I said, smiling uncontrollably.
It's time to eat, seems like I've got a lot of recovering to do.