Michael walked out of the hospital at looked at his watch; 6am.
Damn... Marcie must be furious with him!
He tried to get away earlier, but the ER was crazy. A group of drunken teenagers had been involved in a serious accident. Unfortunately, the other driver, who wasn't drunk, was killed. He was obligated to call the family and help as much as he could. He shuddered, remembering when Marcie had been brought into the ER. That was definitely the worst day of his life.
He tried to call her on his only break around 2:15am, but when she didn't answer, he left a message. He smiled, picturing her sleeping soundly in her bed. He wished he could be there with her, holding her while she slept, listening to her breathe softly. To him, it was the sweetest sound in the world.
He knew that she really didn't want to go to Ultra Violet. She was so worried about her grades. Still she cared about him so much; she sacrificed a night of studying to wait for him. He hated the thought of her being alone at Ultra Violet; especially if Jen and Rex were there. Jen was sure to say something to hurt Marcie. She always did. Marcie always took it in stride, but deep down, Michael knew that it hurt badly.
He walked to his car and unlocked the door. Once in the car, he sat down and put the key in the ignition. Pulling his wallet out of his white jacket, he flipped it open and smiled when he saw the picture inside. It was a picture that was taken of him and Marcie in the Student Union. She was smiling sweetly, snuggled in his arms. He rubbed his thumb over Marcie's face, as though he could touch her.
His heart warmed in his chest thinking about Marcie's sweet face. She was so beautiful. Why had he treated her so badly in the beginning? He shook the thought off.
No, he wasn't going to dwell on that anymore. He knew she cared about him, and that's all that mattered. Heck, he cared about her too.
Just then, he had a revelation... he loved her! The thought surprised him, and he turned off the ignition. The car was suddenly too stuffy, so he opened the door and got out. He slammed the door and began walking around the parking lot with his hands on his head. The air was still cool, but he was burning up. Why hadn't he realized this before? Maybe that's what had happened on Valentine's Day.
One thing was for certain. He was definitely going to make it up to her. He had the next few days off, and he knew just what to do. He also knew he wouldn't take no for an answer.
A feeling of excitement came over him and he ran back to the car. He put the key in the ignition and pulled out of the parking lot, headed straight for Marcie's dorm.