God, don’t…please….Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!
It’s all right now. Everything’s going to be just fine, dear. Relax. You’re in the hospital now.” I was aching to hear that voice. It was my Mom’s. Frail, frightened, caring Mom.
My head ached terribly and my left leg felt numb. My hands were cold from the Plaster of Paris. I wanted to cry. Cry as I never cried before.
I felt foolish. Stupid. The night had been long. Strange. Weird. But tonight, all I wanted was to sleep on my mother’s lap and drift into a long, uninterrupted slumber.
My swollen eyes woke up next day to find Matt sitting in the corner of the room, reading Archie’s and giggling occasionally.
My body was aching from pain. “You’ve had a nasty fall, mate.” Matt grinned, coming closer.
“How’re you feeling now? Got everyone worried there for a moment. But, hey chum, I’m just glad you’re back!”
I was glad too. Sad in a way, but definitely glad. I was back. Back where I belonged – among friends.
“Matt, hug me, will ya?”
He looked at me for a sec and squeezed me tight. “Anything you say, kid. Anything you say.”
My body ached from his hug. But I felt safe. I just wished eternity would pass us now.
TO BE CONTINUED…
2 COMMENTS:
Gosh S|P!!
I didnt expect tht.. tht was way too unexpected.. :(
i thought he's gonna be ekdum bollywood ke hero ke maafiq who wud reach to his gal and steal a few kisses ;-)..!!
i was expectin this to come up in this follow up!!
i wonder wat's gonna come up further now!!
You'll have to wait for the Part 3 to find out...
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