Waking Up
I could see the men pull up at Erik's house. They climbed out of their carriage and walked up to the front door. They banged on it with all their might, and shouted cuss words. I gazed out my bedroom window at the scene before me. I glanced at the backyard, which was where Erik was, and watched as he started to head around the house. I couldn't believe what was happening!
"Erik, don't go around the house! Erik!" I knew he couldn't hear me, but it was just a reaction to cry out in agony. When he saw who it was, he began to step back. They spotted him, though, and cornered their prey...
"Rachel, can you hear me? It's me, Erik." Erik, where are you? Everything's so black.
"Please get better, sweetheart." I could feel a soft pressure on my lips as I slowly began to open my eyes. Everything is so bright! Where am I? I saw a face loom over mine. I squinted a little to get a clear vision, and realized it was Erik! He's okay after all! It must have been a dream. I tried to talk, but my throat felt swollen shut. I attempted it one more time, and succeeded a little.
"Erik." He smiled down at me and whispered, "Welcome back, Rachel."
I wanted to ask what had happened since I couldn't really remember, but I couldn't seem to even get a word out. He saw my sudden struggle, and placed a hand on my forehead.
"What are you trying to say, Rachel? Do you want to write it down for me to read?" I nodded and watched as he walked over to my vanity to retrieve some paper and a pen. He handed the paper and pen to me. I began writing what I wished to say.
What happened? How long have I been sick? What did I have? Am I going to be okay? Have you been with me this whole time? I handed the paper back to him and watched his face as he read all my questions. He laughed a little and smiled down at me.
"Well, you certainly haven't lost your spunk now have you? Let's see, you have pneumonia, which you caught yesterday. I have been with you all night trying to get your fever to break. Yes, the doctor said you probably would recover. Well, does that answer all of your questions?" I nodded and placed the pen down onto the bed.
"Now, I have my own questions to ask. How do you feel?" I thought a minute and then picked the pen back up.
My head hurts, my bones are aching, I'm very hot, and my throat is killing me. Other than that I am fine. I am a little sleepy, though, so I think I'll take a little nap.
He read my note and nodded.
"I'll be here waiting for you to come back." I smiled and closed my eyes. I'm so glad he's talking to me again! Maybe he forgot all about his letter. There still is hope!
(Author's Note: I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while! I've been really busy and my cat got hit by a car, so I've been an emotional wreck! Sorry this is so short, but I have to go study for all these tests I have coming up. I'll try and update sometime this week! Love you guys lots!)
