The room was completely dark because I had closed the curtains completely. My eyes couldn’t make out anything in the darkness. The sound of my harsh breathing filled the room as I panted and struggled to recover from my shock.
“You’re as loud as always…” a low voice whispered from the foot of my bed.
“…Hayden?” I called out his name in disbelief.
It better be Hayden and not some ghost…
“Don’t scream my name when I’m already sitting so close,” Hayden replied calmly.
I felt the mattress shift underneath me slightly as Hayden moved closer to me on the bed. It was dark and I couldn’t make out anything but his silhouette.
“Are you really here?” I asked just to make sure that I wasn’t seeing and hearing things.
“I’m here,” he replied firmly.
He’s really here…wow.
Before I could say anything, Hayden began talking first and the first thing he asked me was…
“Did you eat dinner properly?” he asked.
Seriously, is that what he’s worried about at a time like this?
“…No…” I admitted truthfully. I didn’t eat anything at all.
“What did you do today?” Hayden asked.
“I painted a painting. It’s been a while. The studio is perfect…thank you…” I replied and my voice shook with emotion. I’m going to start crying.
Thankfully it was dark, and he probably couldn’t see my face right now; however, I was sure that he could tell by my voice that I was on the verge of crying. Regardless, Hayden continued to go through his same list of questions.
“Do you want or need anything?” Hayden asked.
“I want to talk to you…properly. Maybe we should do that when you’re feeling better,” I replied softly.
“Did you sleep well last night?” he asked.
“Yes, but I can’t sleep at all tonight…” I replied truthfully.
“Is there something that you want to do?” Hayden asked.
For the future, I had no idea but for now.
“No but I want you to tell me about the car accident. Are you ok?” I asked.
The questions were the exact same ones as the days before, but I answered them differently now. I felt so different now…
“It’s not a big deal. Luka should have told you that already. I was driving a little recklessly, that’s all,” Hayden replied casually.
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