Its been weeks since i've been in the hospital and I only have a few left. My mind had been playing tricks on me, and everytime that I speak about it to the doctors, they'd rank up my anti-depressants.
    People would visit then leave, but my mind stayed on one specific thing. Cross. Sometimes when I first wake up, i'd get glimpses of someone crying on the side of the bed. It always had the shape and figure of cross. But, what if i'm hallucinating? And he's really not there? I sit up from the white bed and ponder about cross.
    My voice is brought up into a sigh as a nurse walks into the room. She holds a tray in her still hands and sets it on the side table by the bed. She grabs a pill bottle of anti-depressants, opening it and handing it to me with a bottle of water.
    I tried refusing the pills but the nurse insisted greatly. After giving in to her, I took the unnecessary pills. She picked up the tray full of other medicines and walked out. I glance to the right of me only to look back the same place. I....could've sworn....cross was there. Now i'm really losing my mind. The hospital phone rung on my nightstand as I pick it up gently. I hear dreams voice on the other line. "Nightmare?" I sigh quietly.
    "Yeah?" I asked, annoyance in my tone.
    "I just called to...check up on you. Please, if there's anything you need help with, just call. I'm sure you know my number. Love you!" I lightly chuckle into the phone and reply back.
    "Yeah, love ya to bro..." I could barely speak to him. My mind was so set on cross, the conversation almost slipped from me. The call ended with a click, setting the phone back down and laying onto the pillow.
    My chest was warm. Like something wrapping around it and coming close. I unconsciously tried to place my hand on the warmth, though, it actually landed on something. I look down, a figure of what seemed to be cross snuggling into my chest.
    I froze. If I couldn't touch him then...how am I now? Cross stirred and his dimly lit pinpricks met mine. I was so confused and happy, my body didn't know whether to question him or love him until I couldn't.
    Cross quietly yawns and snuggles back into my chest. I took my chance and wrapped my arms around him gently, pressing up against his 'body'. I feel the warmth start to fade away.
    "We'll see each other again, I promise!" he faded into the emptiness of the room, leaving me alone, once again.....