Chapter 3
Darien's POV
I read the words in my book. But nothing was going through. All I could think about was her. I wanted to see her, to talk to her, see how she was doing. But what would I say? 'Hey sorry for calling you a failure making you storm off in a furious state that you couldn't even see that motorbike coming your way'. No, there's nothing I could say to her to make up for what I've done.
I still remember everything. Everything happened too fast. I saw it, the bike heading straight for her. I ran as fast as I could and screamed out her name but I wasn't fast enough. She flew and landed on the street. I still remember her limp body in my arms and the blood gushing out from the back of her head. Her snow white complexion turned even more pale. I could still feel the pain in my chest seeing her in such a state. The image of her like that was etched in my brain. What was the point of me having superhuman abilities if I couldn't save her?
Since that day, I knew I haven't been the same. I couldn't eat, sleep or think straight. I didn't understand at first why she made me feel this way. I kept telling myself that it was just the guilt eating at me. But when I finally saw her again, lying there on the bed machines connected to her, face still pale, skin cold. I knew it wasn't guilt. I felt something for her. And it scared me.
So instead of going to see how she was doing myself I got Andrew to do my dirty work. So here I was sitting at the hospital Cafeteria, waiting for him to finish his visit with her. I closed my book; I knew studying right now would be useless and to top it off my coffee was now cold. I ran my fingers through my hair and suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder
'You may be my best friend, but I am not doing that again' I heard Andrew say
I turned around and stared at the blonde with worried eyes
'How is she? Did she ask about me? What did you say? Is she mad? Did she like the flowers?'
'Whoa Darien, one question at a time. She's fine physically but I know she has a lot of questions that needs answers. And some she can only get from you. Her room looks like a detective office. She's trying to piece together the missing pieces and you being a coward does not help. Will you please grow a pair and just see her'
'You know I can't, I don't know what say. I don't think I can handle her hating me for real. ' But I knew I wouldn't be able to handle not seeing her at all either.
'She's being released in 2 days so I if I were you, I'd visit her before she goes home'
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair again 'I'll try, maybe tomorrow'
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I took a deep breath. I've never been so nervous. My palms were sweaty and my heart was pounding against my chest that I swear I could hear it. I had to do this. I had to see her. I missed her smile, her laugh, and her voice. I even missed her whining and screaming. I released the breath I was holding as I walked up to her door.
My eyes widened at the sight of her on the hospital bed. She was lying down on her stomach; a cheek on her palm propped up by her elbow reading a magazine. Her golden silk like hair cascaded around her. I noticed her snow-white legs were alternately moving up and down. Her thighs were barely covered by her hospital gown. It made my cheeks flush. She was breathtaking. If I looked even closer I could see that silver aura of hers shining through warming everything it touches.
It was then I realized, why I was so drawn to her from the very beginning. She had what I lacked. She was always full of joy, love and happiness and she walked through life seeing the good in everything.
I knocked on the door, and on cue she turned her head, her sky blue eyes found mine. I don't know how she does it, but one look into those eyes and I was disarmed. It felt like she could see right through to my soul. I cleared my throat.
'Hi'
'Hi' She replied with a smile. God I missed that smile.
'I'm glad to see you looking so well. I'm sorry I didn't visit sooner'
I watched as she got up from her position never once breaking our eye contact. She stared at me with those beautiful eyes. I searched her eyes for any sign of fear or hate but to my surprise nothing. It relieved me. She didn't hate me or rather she doesn't remember hating me.
'No, that's ok. Please come in' she said with a smile gesturing with her hand for me to sit down on the chair across her bed.
'I'm guessing from your kindness you don't remember who I am? I asked nervously as I sat down on the chair. She tilted her head in confusion like a puppy would when they didn't understand. She was so cute at that moment I couldn't help but smile. I then noticed my surroundings. There were flowers and balloons everywhere. I wasn't so shocked; a loving kind person like her would not lack loving friends and family. And then I noticed the white board filled with post-its. I squinted to read the words. Andrew was right; she was trying to fill in the blanks.
'I'm sorry; I'm not explaining my self very well. I can see from that whiteboard you've been very busy. And I'm sure you must be wondering who I am?' I asked while standing up and approaching the whiteboard so that she could only see the back of me.
'Darien' she whispered
I closed my eyes upon hearing my name on her sweet lips. The pain and regret I felt was washed away at that moment. Why this woman was able to do this so me I will never understand. I didn't have the strength to turn around and look at her. Instead I put my hands in my pants pockets to stop the urge to hold her.
'We met in front OSA-P the jewelry store; you accidentally threw your Math test paper at my head. Upon reading the results I insulted you and you called me a jerk. From then on we just kept literally bumping into each other over and over again. And every time we did, all we do is bicker and fight like cats and dogs. That day … The day you had the accident' I paused.
The memory of her lifeless and bleeding in my arms flashed in my eyes. My heart ached at the memory. How could I ever forgive myself for what I've done? How could I allow myself to think that she would ever forgive me? How can such a beautiful person like her full of life, love and dreams ever forgive a no body? A no body who is self absorbed and just lived life for the sake of it, who wandered around life aimlessly lost in a world filled with loneliness.
I suddenly felt something warm against my arm stopping my thoughts.
'Don't' she said with her two tiny hands on my lower arm. I turned to her, meeting her sky blue eyes.
'What ever happened that day, what ever happened to me was not your fault. But if what you want is my forgiveness then it's yours. We may not have met on good terms, but if you'll have me I would like to be your friend' she said with a smile brighter than the sun.
Before I knew it, I had her in my arms and my cheek rested on her head. Her words took away all the pain and loneliness I felt inside. I felt the warmth her aura gave out and I let myself get consumed by it. If friendship was what she wanted then I would give her just that but if she ever wanted more then I would willingly give her my life, my heart and my soul.
'Thank you' was all I said.
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