They both got off the elevator and started to look for her room, 207, 209, 211, outside sat a young doctor who stood up and greeted them. He only said two words, in a very, very quiet whisper. "I'm sorry."
Roger pushed passed him and went into the room, the nurses had yet to remove most of the equipment from her and the room. He fell to his knees and started to weep into her cold hand.
"I should have told you, I should have. It's too late; it's too damn late! I should have looked harder, I could have found you if I just tried harder!"
Benny stepped out of the room and started to make some very difficult phone calls.
Mark, Maureen, Joanne, Collins each one came down within a half hour. Roger never left her side throughout the entire time.
Too soon the funeral home people came to pick her up, Benny arranged everything. Roger had to be held back as they wheeled her out of the hospital. The nurses, who only hours before had whispered about how alone she was just watched.
The girl wasn't alone, they thought, he loved her, did she know it? They were looking for her, the entire time.
As they wheeled her onto the elevator Roger yelled out "MIMI!" and collapsed, if he had looked harder, looked farther, she wouldn't be gone. She was. He had been stupid to leave, and now he was alone in the world. Collins, Mark, and Benny helped him as much as they could, but they could never understand.
Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will I wake tomorrow from this nightmare?
Yes! Second story finished and published! No Kimidy, I won't finish We Are Lost, I had too much fun killing you in the other story. Well… maybe I could kill you in that one too… With laser guns…