now.
“Yeah, sounds good.” We needed to talk to Kris. It might be
awkward and hard, but I didn’t want to lose my friend.
Jazz stood and stretched before stepping over to hug me.
“Have fun with Marcus.”
“You too, have a fun weekend. We’ll talk when I get back?” I
tacked that on, hoping she was okay. She nodded as she left.
So what could be going on with her? I hadn’t been that great
of a friend lately with all of my drama going on. Then I remembered… I had
planned on telling her about the dreams. I walked out of my room to talk to her
again when I heard the front door shut. She’d left. Well, I guess I would talk
to her either Sunday night or Monday when we talked to Kristina.
I needed to tell her about Kyle stopping me too. It was
really strange that I hadn’t told her yet, but we hadn’t been home at the same
time, and I felt like I should tell Marcus first. It was starting to feel like
a funny web I’d gotten stuck in. And I really wanted to go see Marcus, so I really
just needed to catch up with Jazz when I got back.
I headed out to the car, trying to keep moving and not let
my nerves get the better of me. Wasn’t that weird? I was nervous about seeing
Marcus again, which didn’t make sense after how close we’d gotten before.
Before. That was the key word there. Were we still as close?
Or had Tom been convincing Marcus that I wasn’t good for him?
I jumped in, started the ignited and started off. Halfway
down the street, I pulled in a deep breath, glad to have a drive ahead of me
even if I wanted to see him right now .
Why did fate have to bring us together and then have us be
five hours apart? Why couldn’t his body have been in a Medford hospital? The
thought made me laugh. This was so crazy.
The sky faded to light blue and then darkened as I headed north
up 1-5, wrestling with my doubts. Clouds were coming in, making a pretty pink
and yellow sunset, but soon after it started to rain. I tried not to take that
as a bad sign. Sometimes I can be a bit on the superstitious side.
About halfway through the trip, I pulled into the rest stop by
Cottage Grove to find five texts from Marcus.
Why aren’t you here yet? ;)
Okay, don’t slap me for that one when you arrive.
Seriously, you need to come entertain me. Sneak in some
real food.
Forget the food. Bring that hot bod of yours.
I want to dream with you again baby.
I laughed and then sighed before texting back: Halfway
there! Too bad we can’t teleport, right? Doesn’t seem so odd considering… I
can’t wait to see you.
It was dark by the time I drove through Portland and to the
hospital. It took ten minutes to find a parking space in the garage, and after
I turned the car off, I still sat there for a few minutes. I wanted to see
Marcus so bad, and yet I was getting jittery and shaky.
I grabbed my bag and turned on the doom light to brush my
hair and refresh my lipstick and powder. At least this time I could look put
together when I saw his family.
Finally, I forced myself out of the car. Once I made it
inside the hospital, it hit me that walking through the halls made me nervous.
I’d come here trying to save Marcus before, and then walked these halls while
wondering what his parents were planning to do, and now I’m back wondering how
things were between us. I almost thought I’d hear Marcus talking to me, calming
me down.
It’ll be okay, Tiger Lily . That’s what he’d say.
I watched the numbers on the doors even though I knew the
way. When I reached his room, I didn’t hear voices so I slowly walked in.
Marcus was standing up! Jen had him on one side and a nurse
stood on the other to help him. I froze, hope swelling in my chest. He’d been
so frustrated before; I knew even if he didn’t let on or tell me about it.
He grinned, his handsome face glowing. The bruises were
hardly visible at all now. He wore a normal gray T-shirt with sweats, and his
hair was styled and looked kinda messy, kinda sexy.
“Hey,
“Yeah, sounds good.” We needed to talk to Kris. It might be
awkward and hard, but I didn’t want to lose my friend.
Jazz stood and stretched before stepping over to hug me.
“Have fun with Marcus.”
“You too, have a fun weekend. We’ll talk when I get back?” I
tacked that on, hoping she was okay. She nodded as she left.
So what could be going on with her? I hadn’t been that great
of a friend lately with all of my drama going on. Then I remembered… I had
planned on telling her about the dreams. I walked out of my room to talk to her
again when I heard the front door shut. She’d left. Well, I guess I would talk
to her either Sunday night or Monday when we talked to Kristina.
I needed to tell her about Kyle stopping me too. It was
really strange that I hadn’t told her yet, but we hadn’t been home at the same
time, and I felt like I should tell Marcus first. It was starting to feel like
a funny web I’d gotten stuck in. And I really wanted to go see Marcus, so I really
just needed to catch up with Jazz when I got back.
I headed out to the car, trying to keep moving and not let
my nerves get the better of me. Wasn’t that weird? I was nervous about seeing
Marcus again, which didn’t make sense after how close we’d gotten before.
Before. That was the key word there. Were we still as close?
Or had Tom been convincing Marcus that I wasn’t good for him?
I jumped in, started the ignited and started off. Halfway
down the street, I pulled in a deep breath, glad to have a drive ahead of me
even if I wanted to see him right now .
Why did fate have to bring us together and then have us be
five hours apart? Why couldn’t his body have been in a Medford hospital? The
thought made me laugh. This was so crazy.
The sky faded to light blue and then darkened as I headed north
up 1-5, wrestling with my doubts. Clouds were coming in, making a pretty pink
and yellow sunset, but soon after it started to rain. I tried not to take that
as a bad sign. Sometimes I can be a bit on the superstitious side.
About halfway through the trip, I pulled into the rest stop by
Cottage Grove to find five texts from Marcus.
Why aren’t you here yet? ;)
Okay, don’t slap me for that one when you arrive.
Seriously, you need to come entertain me. Sneak in some
real food.
Forget the food. Bring that hot bod of yours.
I want to dream with you again baby.
I laughed and then sighed before texting back: Halfway
there! Too bad we can’t teleport, right? Doesn’t seem so odd considering… I
can’t wait to see you.
It was dark by the time I drove through Portland and to the
hospital. It took ten minutes to find a parking space in the garage, and after
I turned the car off, I still sat there for a few minutes. I wanted to see
Marcus so bad, and yet I was getting jittery and shaky.
I grabbed my bag and turned on the doom light to brush my
hair and refresh my lipstick and powder. At least this time I could look put
together when I saw his family.
Finally, I forced myself out of the car. Once I made it
inside the hospital, it hit me that walking through the halls made me nervous.
I’d come here trying to save Marcus before, and then walked these halls while
wondering what his parents were planning to do, and now I’m back wondering how
things were between us. I almost thought I’d hear Marcus talking to me, calming
me down.
It’ll be okay, Tiger Lily . That’s what he’d say.
I watched the numbers on the doors even though I knew the
way. When I reached his room, I didn’t hear voices so I slowly walked in.
Marcus was standing up! Jen had him on one side and a nurse
stood on the other to help him. I froze, hope swelling in my chest. He’d been
so frustrated before; I knew even if he didn’t let on or tell me about it.
He grinned, his handsome face glowing. The bruises were
hardly visible at all now. He wore a normal gray T-shirt with sweats, and his
hair was styled and looked kinda messy, kinda sexy.
“Hey,
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