Wowie! I'm updating like mad! Maybe it's cuz the writers block died! Mwahaha!
Disc: I own Sam, and Melissa and Janie, and Mac and Trinny and all that jazz.
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I sobbed into my sheets while Pony sat next to me, holding my hand. Janie arrived about an hour ago, and she was sitting with me too. If possible, she was crying even harder then me. Soda had left, the doctor had to take him away. They said he wasn't supposed to tell me yet. I got out of bed quickly, and shook Pony off me.
"I'm gonna go see Melissa." I declared. Janie burst into a fresh batch of tears and put her head down.
"Sam…" Pony pulled me back to the bed. "You need your rest." I ripped my hand away and ran. Then I realized that I had no idea where I was going.
"Excuse me? Where is Melissa Ramirez staying?" I asked the cheerful looking secretary at the front desk. I figured that if it had just happened, this lady might not have noticed yet.
"Room 113, dearie." She grinned at me and continued reading a letter that smelled like perfume and was covered in hearts.
"Thanks." I ran down the hall and was thankful that the lady was to distracted to notice that I was wearing a hospital gown and that I had a cast. I burst into room 113 and saw Soda sitting on a chair next to a bed that held Melissa.
"She's not… yet?" I asked him timidly. Soda vigorously shook his head no and returned to Melissa. He seemed to be talking to her.
"Mel?" I walked over to her bed and saw that she looked terrible. She had bandages around her head, and tubes were sticking out of her, probably to help her breathe. Her eyes were just open and she tried a sick smile at me.
"Hi." She forced out. Her body shook violently and Soda gave me a dirty look for making her hurt. But she continued anyway. "They said I lost the baby. Not that it matters, since I've only got a couple minutes to live." She obviously didn't like beating around the bush. "I love you Sam." I bent down and held her free hand. I started crying all over. A doctor wearing a white coat walked in and looked angry.
"Hey! I told you to get out, boy!" He pointed at Soda and then at me. "You too!"
"This," Soda said, wiping his eyes, "is my wife. And I love her more than anything! You cannot tell me what the hell to do!" I stood up and thought that I should leave Melissa and her last moments with Soda. I wanted to hug her so bad. To have her hold me in her arms and stroke my hair, to tell me everything was allright.
"Miss? Aren't you supposed to be in a room?" The doctor pointed at my gown. I shook my head yes and kissed Melissa's cheek softly.
"I love you, Melissa. More than anyone I've ever known. More than Janie, more than Pony. Even though we'll never see eachother again, I will never forget about you." I squeezed her hand and Melissa's own eyes started tearing. Then, they closed. Soda howled and tears trickled down his face faster than a waterfall. Everything became blurry and the doctor seemed to realize that he should leave. I sat there for another hour, just me and Soda. We held Melissa's cold hands and cried silently to ourselves. This is all Sandy's fault. Soda knew it too.
"Sam?" Soda sniffed. "I think we've gotta go." I let go of Melissa's hand and let it fall softly to her side. I exploded. Me and Soda stood there, hugging each other and crying like we've never cried before.
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I had to stay in the hospital for about a week. Throughout that whole week, I never stopped crying. Pony stayed by my side the whole time. Sometimes, Soda was there too. I got home on that Sunday. The house was a mess. Janie apparently had no want to clean. She was lying on the floor face-down, with her music on.
"Janie?" I whispered. I had told Pony not to come inside, because I thought Janie would rather be alone with me.
"Yah?" She rolled onto her back and stared at me. She pulled me down with her and we cried together. I remembered Pony, and I opened the door slowly. He was still standing there.
"You gonna be all right?" he asked me timidly. I tried a smile, but it didn't work.
"Yeah. I think so." More like I hope so. Pony grabbed my hands and kissed me softly on the lips.
"Sam, I just had to let you know that I love you, ok? Don't forget that. Melissa forgot that Soda loved her." Pony kissed me again and walked away. I fingered a hole in the sweater that I was wearing and realized that there was still something I need to know about.
"Wait! Pony!" I cried.
"Yeah?" He turned around and came back.
"What happened to Sandy?" I asked him.
"Oh. Yeah, she came to our house a few days ago. She looked a real mess and apologized to Soda for causing him so much trouble. She actually seemed sincere. Her and Soda talked for a long while about everything. She's goin' to the funeral." The funeral. I forgot about it. It was tomorrow.
"Oh. Ok." I wasn't in a kissing mood, so I just hugged him tight and let Pony leave.
"Pony!" I hollered at his retreating back.
"What?" He yelled against the wind.
"I love you too!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Pony smiled broadly and ran off. I returned inside and found Janie listening at the door.
"That wus 'dorable." She said, wiping tears from her brown eyes.
"Yeah…" I smiled. I hugged her around the waist and we sat on the couch, watching anything on TV and sitting in silence. It was times like these when we both knew who we were thinking about. We didn't say anything, but Melissa was on both of our minds, and I know she is on Soda's mind and Sandy's mind. I decided that I would wait until the funeral tomorrow to decide about Sandy. After that, I'll just have to go with the flow and try to figure out what the hell I'm gonna do with my life. And I'll have to somehow pick my way through the rest of the time, trying to forget, but remembering at the same time.
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It's over! It's actually over. I was crying as I wrote this chapter. I may write a sequel, so if you want me to, say it in a review. Thank you all for reviewing and reading my story. I loved writing it. See ya later, little cheeses!