Chapter 3: When it starts to rain

Bloom's P.O.V

"I-I…I can't stand it if Damara…I already lost Sky and if…." I stumbled. Flora took my hand.

"Don't even think that. She will be fine. Damara is a smart girl." I nodded. Sure she was smart, but she was still a beginner with magic and fairies. "Sorry, Flora but I need to go to work now. Thank you for the visit." I told her, my voice was still broken.
Without Damy I was kind of lost. I forgot the important things like my keys and this stuff.
I walked to get my head free. It didn't help much.
"Good Morning, Bloom! Any news?" Lara a friend of me who often bought something in my shop asked. I put some roses to the window while I answered dryly, "No, they are searching, but they think..." I couldn't finish the sentence. The thought of it was too hard. "I'm sure everything will be fine." Lara told me and smiled. She took her tulips; waved and went out of the shop. It will be fine…I heard that too often to believe it. Nothing was fine! My daughter was gone! Maybe someone harmed her! Maybe someone killed her! Before my thoughts grew any more depressing the door went open again.
"Bloom!" a voice I knew too well said. "Andy! It's good to see you." Really, it was good to see him. I needed a normal person in my abnormal world. "I've heard about your daughter, it's on TV. I'm sorry." He was the first who didn't say that "Everything was going to be fine." I liked him for this. I put another vase full of flowers next to the roses while I talked to him. "Thank you. But don't talk about me, what about you?"
Andy laughed quietly. "You are about to get crazy and you are asking about me? You are still the old Bloom." I narrowed my eyes. "I didn't got an answer yet." I whispered. He shook his head, smiling. His smile was really nice… "So what do you want? Flowers for your girlfriend?" I asked and hurried over to a table. The man shook his head again. "No, I just want to check on you. You seem pretty confused."
I shot a furious glance on him. "Thank you!" I snapped. That made him only laughing more. He pointed on my hair that was in a messy bun. My hair didn't matter to me now. Before I really hurt him I said cold, "If you don't want to buy anything, please leave." Andy's expression turned serious. "Bloom, you need a break. What about if we go for lunch? I'll pay and then we can talk." Damn it! He was good! I really need someone to talk. For no reason I wasn't able to talk to the girls. They knew me for too long. Before I realized I had already gotten up. I sighed and said, "Well, why not? I wouldn't stand the asking of the people anyway."
Quickly I took off my apron off and put on some make up. I didn't do this for days. Now I looked nearly pretty. "I'm here with my car." Andy added, while he opened the door for me. He was a gentleman like…..Sky. I shook my head. I had to get over him!
When we drove through the sunny streets of Gardenia Andy and I didn't talk. It was good this way. One word would cause me to break into pieces.

Damy's P.O.V

The second time I woke up was better....and worse. Better because I didn't freak out, worse because everything around me was so clear.
Again, I found my self alone in a white time the light from outside filled it with strange white dots. I turned my head a little and starred out of the window. Heavy, grey clouds covered the blue.
I tried to lift myself up, but failed completely. Every single part of my body hurt.
What in gods name happened? My eyes wandered from the window over the wall to a metallic machine. It let out annoying beep tones.
Now I realized that these beep noises were my heartbeat. I was in a hospital! I looked down, as much as I was able to raise my head and gasped. My wrist was bandaged and my head felt heavy.
Slowly I put my fingers on my forehead. It felt soft...Another bandage covered a hurting part of my skin. Why was I here? Why was I hurt? When I tried to remember, my temples begun to pulsate. It felt strange. "Oh god..." I murmured when a sharp pain rushed through my body. Instead of memories, silence filled my brain. The last thing I was able to remember was that I went outside this morning and met Brandon. Than...nothing...
"Mom...." Oh no! Mom! She freaked out for sure! I had to call her.
I shot up, one second later I gasped in shock. Something like a hose stuck in my nose, another ne stuck in my arm, red liquid running through it. Blood.... My face turned even whiter than it already was. Blood was my greatest villain. And blood with a needle was even worse. I really had to force myself not to threw up. "Be strong..." I told myself, in a broken voice. Yeah, I sounded so brave...

Bloom's P.O.V

"It must be so exciting to travel through the whole world as a rock star." I mused. I behaved like a crazy teenager, but I can't resist. Andy was really good looking. He didn't changed much since we met. "Yeah, it's my dream and I love the good and the shadow sites of this job." He scrutinized me as well. And then it happened. This feeling I haven't felt for years, rushed through my body. My cheeks turned red, my eyes sparkled. I twisted a strain of my hair around my finger and smiled. Smiled for the first time since weeks. A real smile.
Andy starred out of the window of the little restaurant, like he felt the same. "It's good to have dreams. That keeps you alive." I added. Wow! This was poetic! The young man grinned. "Really? I always thought love keeps you alive." Slowly, like he was afraid that I would freak out, he put his hand over mine. My skin looks like snow against his perfect skin. "Andy....I.....I can't." I whispered and pulled my hand away, under the table. His eyes went sad, like mine. "Sorry, but..." I didn't find an explanation. My so called date just smiled weakly. He answered, "Shhh, it's okay. I'm the one who has to apologize. It was rude to think that you will.....I mean, you have a hard time to deal and....." Now I was the one who smiled. He sounded like the first time he asked me to go out. "Andy....It has nothing to do with you, really. You are...." I let out one hard laugh, "I can't believe that I say this, but you are a gentleman, nice and you are so....let's call it sexy and I'm about to fall in love with you again, but something in my mind keeps me away from you. And I have to listen to myself. If my heart says you aren't good for me, than..." I wasn't able to finish. One hand it was totally embarrassing, on the other hand there was nothing left to say. I took one good look at him, laid way too much money on the table and walked out of the restaurant, when it started to rain.

Damy's P.O.V

After a long time (since I woke up I hasn't got my feeling for time yet) I managed to sat up. Next to the also white door was a wooden cross. In one of the corners was a small table with a whithering rose on it. In the other corner stand an old, grey sofa, maybe from the 80's. I was surprised, how much was in this tiny room.
I was about to get up when the door went open. "Oh...." A woman in a white dress starred at me. "You are awake, honey." the lady, sounded like she wasn't the sweet kind of woman. I nodded quickly and laid down. Man, I was afraid of her! When she hurried over to me I saw that her once black hair was about to get grey. She checked some datas on the monitor next to me, then nodded. "Seems like you feel a lot better now. Do you feel better?" her words just rushed out of her mouth, so that I barley understood anything. She acted like it was normal that I lied here in bed with hoses in my nose and arm. At first I tried to nod, but the pain forced me only to whisper a poor "Yes." The next question the nurse, as I thought she was one, asked was strange, "Do you remember what happened?" I narrowed my eyes, tried to remember just one detail. I grunted when everything begun to spun around. It cots all my strength to say, "N-no....I...There is nothing...." I buried my face into my scratched hands. I felt an old hand on my shoulders and heard raindrops on the window, when it started to rain.

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