flying without wings

chapter eighteen

I heard the door opened and closed again. I closed my eyes and cried again, loosing count of how many times I have cried today. For a moment there was an eerie silence. Only the beepings of the machines. I was drowned in my own thoughts again. I was left in the middle of the eerie silence for what seemed to me like ages. I thought, here I go again, being left alone like always.

'Hey Em, can I come in?' I knew it wasn't Mark's voice so I didn't respond. I didn't care if the person wanted to come in or not. 'Hey, what's wrong? Come on. Sshhh..' I was still sobbing.

'Nicky, how can you guys be so nice to me?' 'I don't know. We're not perfect humans but somehow there is something that's holding us back to stand by your side.' I started sobbing really hard again. 'Oh God, I've never cried this much since..' I knew I took the wrong step there so I cling to my words.

'Since when?' I took a long sigh. 'Since my mam... my mam...' Then I broke down into tears again. 'Ssshhh, it's alright. You can say it. It's the truth and the truth always hurts.'

Nicky's words were soothing but nothing had soothed me better than my mam's hugs and... oh God! I've just made a huge mistake haven't I? 'Nicky, where's Mark?'

chapter nineteen