Stein slowly dragged his tall, slender body into his room, welcoming the cold comfort of the dark. He fell into his bed face-first, not even bothering to grab a pillow or cover up with the blanket. All he wanted was sleep. But he was sleeping so much lately, and he would have dreams every so often... I shouldn't think about those dreams so much. The more I think about it, the more likely it is for me to slip and take a step closer to the madness...
Then Stein rolled over onto his back so he could breathe better, and crawled up to the head of the bed and buried himself in the blanket and pillows. It really is amazing how the mind can do so many things. Without it, we can't survive. But with it, we may as well be dead.
Stein began to drift into sleep, his conciousness becoming weaker and weaker. Everything was silent, dark, peaceful. Everything that he wanted wrapped up in to one, and it was all his. The last thing he thought of before falling asleep was Marie. How her sweet voice is similar to a bird's chirp, how crystals dropped from her eyes everytime she saw him in pain or distress, how she was and is by his side, even if he is getting closer to insanity. She was so... So... He couldn't even think of a word to describe her perfectly before sleep over took him, and he was at peace. Even if it was just a couple of hours, Stein was experiencing something he wanted for a while now: peace.
"Oh, Franken," Marie said under her breath as she walked in to Stein's room holding a tray with a steaming bowl of beef vegetable soup, two bottles of pills, a bottle of water, and a glass of milk. She set the tray down on the black bedside table and sat down on the bed next to the sleeping Stein. "Wake up," she said soothingly as she pushed the hair out of Stein's face. "Come on, Franken, wake up."
Stein's eyes slowly opened; The first thing he saw was Maire's face. He reached his hand up to her face and held her cheek in his palm while his thumb gently brushed over her skin, then her eye patch. "I wonder..." his voice was very dry and hoarse.
"You wonder what?"
"I wonder... If I could fix your eye..." Stein said. His eyes never left her eye patch.
Marie seemed surprised at what he had said. Sure, the thought had crossed her mind once or twice, but she never really paid much mind to it because she had learned to accept that she would never see out of her left eye again long ago. Plus, no one had ever been able to put a real eye in some one's head and make it where that person could see clearly out of it. But then, this was Stein she was thinking about. If he wanted to do something that involved cutting and looking at the insides of any body, he could do it. "Do you think you could...?" she asked with a slight amount of amazement at the edge of her voice.
Stein thought for a moment, the entire while he stared into her one eye. "Perhaps... I would have to run several tests, though. Maybe I can start the test soon."
"Franken, if you could, I would never be able to repay you..." her voice trailed off.
"No, Marie. It would be me repaying you."
"What do you mean?"
"You are doing so much for me. You make dinner for me, you help me get across the house if I need it. You even got my heart to beat again after it had stopped for minutes." Stein said slowly.
"I do all of those things for you because I care for you, Franken."
"But why...? According to every one else, I'm that creepy mad scientist that dissects everything and lives in the laboratory right next to the graveyard."
"But you're not that to me." Marie stated stubbornly.
"What else could I be, Marie?"
"You're my friend, Franken. You have no idea how much you mean to me. With out you... I may as well be dead..." she said the last part of her sentance rather quietly.
Stein continued his gaze into her eyes for a moment more, then he closed his eyes. He inhaled deeply through his nose and Marie's scent filled his nostrils. And then he was able to smell his own self. Damn. How does she manage to be around me with out plugging her nose?
"Now, Franken, eat your soup and take your pills. And, think of taking a shower," Marie said with a cute smile on her face. Then she patted his hand, and she exited his room.
Hey guys, I know this chapter was short, so I apologize. But I got some new art paper so I was finally able to continue my drawings! :D If you have any ideas for the story, PLEASE leave them in a review. I need some ideas, so feel free to put any and all of yours! I will have chapter 8 up in at least the next two days (today is July 20th) so write down your ideas for the story fast! Thanks for reading :) -Mikshizels