There he was, laying on the hospital bed an oxygen mask on his face, he had been in This comatose state since i arrived at the hospital, he was found in a car crash, totally bloodied , alcohol spilled around his car, he was out drinking, fuck if he doesn’t come out of this alive, I have no one to blame, than myself .
Stuck in a coma, fighting for his life, I had told him to leave my life, not leave his behind, i…i am the cause of all this, wiping my eyes clean as i adjust on the little stool given to me beside his bed, nessa steps in, “martins'' She rushes to his bed.
Stunned as she seeing him in such terrible state, fighting to be with us ones more, “mom, how?” she asked already tearing up, mute i just stare , my throat too sore from unspoken words, i would give anything for him to open his eyes and move his fingers again,
“ how?” she huffed , but i still stare at him mute as tears pool down my eyes, she stormed out of the hospital ward, then i feel a palm on my shoulder squeezing occasionally, “ i am sorry sinclair, I didn’t know it would result to this”
Gasp
“ Linda?” , i feel myself loose every ounce of awareness and resistance i had built up t this moment as the smashing sound of my hand on her face could be heard from three wards away, she falls down to the floor, “ get the hell out of here” i said sternly, she moves backward, trying to regain her stance as i bore my eyes on her.
“ get out no!!” i yells throwing the chair at her, she caused all this, she started all this, overwhelmed by emotions ones more i fall to the floor crying all over again
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It's been fourteen days in coma, and fourteen days since i last slept properly, cradled in a duvet nessa had brought from home as i held onto his hands, he had made slow progress for the past few days, doctors said he had made quite a mind blowing discovering compared to other patient in such situation.
But there's no hope of him waking up in this waking World, the news was out now that martin was fighting for his life, and to my surprise he had more people pooling in for supports, some donation that were uncalled for, a lot of flowers where's stuffed inhere, and each day were taken out like eggs in the poultry.
I hopes he wakes up to, everyone was hoping on that too, linda had confessed she had framed martin after he had turned her down severally with proof , all thanks to nessa who had upload the spy cam video to the net, it was settled now, but the only thing missing was martins, he wasn't here, he wasn't cheering me up, he want being all flirty around me, he wasn't making jokes, he wasn’t awake…
Staring at him, sadness looming over him, he looks alive, some colors finally on his face, i could almost feel him at the brim of consciousness, “i love you so much” i said, then placed a kiss on his palm, i would spend a whole new life with him if he would just come back.
Resting my head on his palm, my eyelids feel as heavy as my heart as I drift to sleep just as immediately.
Walking down the aisle with a flower in my hands, a veil over my face, my cheek stretched by a heartfelt smile , I look forward to seeing a blur image of the man responsible for my smile.
My mind as free as the wind swirling around me, the scent of fresh flowers everywhere as i walk down the aisle , it felt like happiness, a foreign feeling i am not so used to, it felt like love again, a feeling i had tried so hard to forget, it felt like angel singing on a bright summer morning. It felt like joy.
Standing on the altar, with the flowers cradled in my hands , and the blur image of him, joy overflows as i don't seem to stop smiling, his smile back at me, and for a while i think i might burst of my body , with a myriad of flames crawling down my legs tucked in wedges.
“ do you take sinclair as you lawfully wedded bride for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part, according to God's holy law,
“Yes i do ” he replied, and a teardrop fell freely from my eyes, i love him so much,
Clears his throat
Do you take martins as you lawfully wedded husband for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part, according to God's holy law,
“ yes i do”
My voice broke as i said those three words that changes everything.,
“ you may kiss your bride” the pastor said and i hear him gasp, he's nervous, so am i, i tighten my grip on the flower as my chizzy smile turns to a desire to feel his lips on mine, my finger longing for the softness of his cheek, my eyes longing to close in thought of him.
His raise his hands , and I literally felt my hair stand as the finger tips touche my veil, living off my head, I finally saw him, and tear fell down my cheek, martins dressed in a navy blue suit, a black tie hugged by his jacket, it felt like ages .
Seeing him after being locked away from my reach, his hair nicely cut, and his lips plum and inviting, he smiles at me and then i smile back at him, “ i missed you so much’ he said, “ i miss you more, please don't leave me ‘ i replied.
“Never’ his hand cupped my cheek, and I found myself leaning further, my eyes closed as I breathed the minty scnet in, I miss this feeling, I miss him.
“Sinclair?’
“ sinclair”
“ sinclair”
He calls out, then my eyes flutters open as i felt a pull bringing me to the waking world.