I read the texts and smile. He was worried about me. I love him so much, he's so sweet.
-Hey Regina. Want to meet up today?
-Regina? Are you alright?
-Are you busy?
-I'll come over tonight if that's okay?
I wish I could turn back time and prevent that from happening.
-Are you busy? I'm outside.
-Regina?
I feel so bad.
-Henry told me you're in hospital.
-I hope you're alright.
-Love you.
-I hope you're okay, text me when you wake up.
He was sure I was going to wake up.
-I'll come to see you.
-And I'll tell you there, instead of on this. I LOVE YOU.
He's so sweet.
So I instantly text him back.
Hey Robin.
Sorry, I only just woke up.
I love you too.
Can't wait to see you.
I want to give you the biggest hug.
Xx
Then I lie down and I fall asleep.
~
I feel a hand touching my forehead. It's cold. It feels nice.
I open my eyes and see Robin stroking my head softly.
"Robin!" I cry.
"Regina!" He grabs me and gives me the biggest hug. I rest my head on his shoulder. Tears of joy fill my eyes. I kiss him. Once. Twice. A few more times. Maybe a bit longer. It feels good. His lips against mine. It's a feeling I can't describe.
Then we stop.
"How are you?" He asks.
"I'm alright." I say.
"I was so worried about you. I came to see you a few times but you never woke up. At first I had hope. But as time went on I lost it."
"Well... I'm here now." I assure him. I hug him again.
He helps me up and I sit on the bed.
"Would you like some water?" He asks.
"Yes please." I reply. He fills the glass and I watch him. I can't get over that perfection. He's just so... amazing. He passes me the glass. "Thank you." I drink it slowly with one hand, the other resting on my thigh. He picks it up and holds it.
I put the glass back on the table. My throat begins to feel slightly better. I sigh. Then I take my hand and hold his other. He sits on the edge of the bed, so I move up to give him more space. I look into his eyes. They're beautiful. The way they sparkle in the light. I just want to kiss him again, but I don't know if it's too soon. Then I see his lips move and listen to him.
"--Granny's?" I only heard the last part.
"Huh?" I say. "Sorry."
"It's alright. I asked if you'd like me to bring you some food from Granny's?" He repeats.
"Oh, um, yes please, if you don't mind." I tell him.
"Alright." He gives me a kiss, helps me back down into the bed and leaves.
I smile. He's so perfect.
Then I stare at the ceiling.
I'm thinking again.
It was terrible.
I want to tell someone.
Henry or Robin.
I need to get it out.
But I can't.
I'm scared.
And it hurts.
The curtains cover my eyes once more.