Hey guys! so here's the next chapter! i hope you like it!
Rachel looked over to her alarm clock. 3 am. She sighted. She had been laying here for over 4 hours. She got really confused after reading the note, and went straight to bed after they were done eating. The words rang in her head. 'Always follow your heart.' Should she? She didn't even know for sure she even knew what her heart told her. When it was almost 3:30 am, she had made up her mind. Finally. She would go to Jesse the next day, see how he was doing, maybe talk to him like they did in movies –although she didn't really know what she would say-, and she would tell from there.
The next morning she woke up with the smell of pancakes. It was a Berry tradition to make pancakes ever Sunday morning, so it wasn't really a surprise. She got up to do her vocal exercises and to go on the elliptical. When she was done she got in the shower. She let the hot water stream over her body, the steam filling the bathroom. She took the bottle of strawberry shampoo and rubbed it in her hair. When she was done, she took a dark blue skirt and a white blouse out her closet, with matching blue pumps.
She went downstairs to eat her pancakes, and went out the door. She had to do it now, like pulling a plaster off.
She arrived at the hospital with a heart racing 200 miles an hour and went to the reception desk.
"Jesse St. James please." She said with a tiny voice. The woman smiled friendly at her and typed his name into the computer.
"He's on floor 5, room 431." She answered, pointing at the elevator.
"Thanks." Rachel sighted.
"Good luck." The receptionist said, still smiling. Ah, young love.
When Rachel was walking through the corridor, she noticed the hospital smell that always made her nauseous when she was little. She passed a lot of old people. It creeped her out.
There it was. Room 434. Rachel took a deep breath before stepping into the room. Her heart missed a beat when she saw him in the bed. He wasn't in coma anymore though, she saw him moving in his sleep. Maybe Shelby exaggerated a bit, so she would go for sure.
She wanted to run. Run away, jump in her car and drive home. Lock herself up in her room. But seeing his face just… She couldn't go.
She missed him so much. She missed the way he used to make out with her neck and how he could just lay there with her in his arms, in his strong, defensive arms, and hum in her ear. She stepped forward, and stopped at the end of his bed. She let her hands wander over the cold steel.
He looked so peaceful. Still oh, so beautiful. Even when he was asleep and in the hospital.
She heard him snoring a little bit and giggled. It was so cute, she couldn't help it.
She opened the curtains and sat down in a chair in the corner of the room and waited. After a while her eyes started to feel really heavy and she realized she was actually really tired; she slept like 4 hours, and that wasn't what she was used of. Before she knew it, she fell asleep in the brown armchair.
He groaned when he woke up.
He opened his eyes and saw a white ceiling. He smelled hospital and looked over to his left side. He saw a small table on wheels, with a water bottle and some flowers on, and realized he was in the hospital. He looked out the open door.
There were nurses walking around and old people wandering through the corridors. He grabbed his Iphone from the nightstand to check the hour. However, his eyes lingered at the photo on his background.
It was a picture of a girl in a blue polka-dot dress, eating a piece of pie, just about to put it in her mouth. He always had to smile at the sight of this photo, but his smile never lasted long when he realized she wasn't his anymore.
It was 10:30 am. He looked at the picture one more time before putting his phone back on the nightstand.
He looked out the window at his right side. Weird, didn't the nurse close the curtains? His body shocked when he noticed –finally- that he wasn't alone.
There was somebody sitting in the armchair in the corner. A girl, she was asleep.
She wore a blue skirt that rode up dangerously and a white blouse that really showed off her curves and blue pumps. Her hair was dark brown and curled a little.
Wait… wasn't that the girl at his background?
So, this was it for today! What did you think?
I also have one question; Do you think my chapters are too short?
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Love, Hach.