Chapter 3: Lost and found
Beep, beep, beep, beep. It was that annoying sound again. But I was wide awake this time, staring at the ceiling while my alarm went nuts. I kind of liked it. Felt like I wasn't alone.
It had been three days since I'd been out of the hospital but I couldn't stop thinking about that girl. I wondered if I should go back to the hospital and look for her. But how? I didn't even know her name. And why was I being drawn to her like that? That doesn't happen to me. What would I even say to her if I found her? What if she doesn't even remember me? The questions drove me crazy but I had this uncontrollable urge to see her and I needed to do something about it. I had to find her.
I went to the hospital, clueless where to begin my search. I asked around everywhere I could describing my mystery woman to random nurses and doctors as they looked at me like I was crazy, which in their defence, I was a little bit.
I looked around everywhere but she was nowhere to be found. Like most things in my life I gave on my search quickly and left the hospital. I was hungry from all the work so I bought a sandwich and sat on the park bench in front of the hospital to eat it. "Hey, jumpy how are you doing?" I heard someone say as I took a bite. I looked up and there she was, the woman herself. I swallowed the bite whole, almost choking on it. "I'm better, thanks", I replied, "and by the way, the name is Skye". "Nice to meet you Skye, I'm Kyra", she said. She looked different. Lighter.
She sat down next to me as I thought of topics I could discuss with her. None came to mind. The dreaded awkward pause ensued. "So why were you killing yourself?" Her eyes sparked.
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Were you be with me when I desperately needed you? Were you stay with me when I desperately wanted you? Were you love me when I desperately in love with you? Were you ...? Were you...? Just an imaginary situation that leaves a big question in my mind. Or may be you were not, it's just my illusion that creates the delusion which in the end put me in confusion, then finally I will reach a conclusion to make a new resolution without hesitation. The resolution which looks like a revolution, but it will bring new inspiration.