3 weeks later:
"No babe! That's not how you do it" I giggle, taking the jigsaw piece off of him. "You're so stupid" I elbow him. He glares at me. I put it down properly.
We're sat in his hospital bed. This is my second time visiting him. "Wait, Where's your ring?" He holds my hand. "I took it off" I say. He frowns.
"I just thought that you'd want to tell people with me" I say. "Oh, yeah actually.. that's true, thankyou" he says. I kiss him.
"Psstt" he whispers as I look back at the puzzle. "Mhm?" I chuckle. "Don't you think it's about time for a.. conjugal visit" he smirks. "This is not a prison.. and we're already in private" I giggle, shaking my head.
"You know what I mean" he says. I grin. "You're still ill, baby" I say, looking at the medicine going into his vein. "Let's see how fast we can get my heart rate to" he looks at the machine. I giggle.
The doctors thought there was something wrong with him when I came to visit today. His heart rate shot up through the sky.
"No, der.. I'm sorry" I say. He sighs. "But I miss you.. do you know how long its been since I've seen your beautiful naked body?" He says. I blush hard, looking away. He chuckles.
"Well sweetie, That's what you get when you try to kill yourself and not bring your girlfriend with you" I say. He gasps but laughs.
"Oh, we're joking about it now?" He asks. "No, we're not" I say. "Have you been.. taking care of yourself?" He smirks. "You think I'm even thinking about that right now when my boyfriends in the psych ward for trying to kill himself?" I sigh.
"Have you?" He smirks. "No!" I yell. He chuckles. "Touchy?" He chuckles. I get up and grab my things. "No!" He pulls me back down. "I'm sorry for teasing you, please don't leave" he hugs me.
"Fine" I say. I lay between his legs. "Babe" I say. "Yes?" He asks. "Can I tell Mark? About us" I play with the ring that's on my necklace. "Mark?" He furrows his brows.
"Mark was really there for me when I thought you were gonna die der, I'd like to tell him.. please" I say. "Of course you can baby, but he's still my best friend.. you're not stealing him" he says. I giggle.
He sits up and pulls my thighs so I'm straddling him instead. "Come on.. ten minutes please" he sighs. "Ten minutes, baby" I chuckle, kissing him. I run my fingers through his hair.
I pull away from him breathless. I grab my phone. I put my hand on his cheek, closing my eyes as we kiss softly. I take a picture of us. I pull away.
There's no words to describe how much I love you bby. Get better quick. @meredithgreyishot
I caption the picture and post it. He won't even be able to see it for a while until he's out of hospital but I want people from school to know he's okay too.
"Babe I really have to go" I say. "No" he says. "Derek" I say. "Please" he says. "I love you" I hug him before getting up. "Mer I don't want to be alone again for another week" he says. I sigh.
I look at him. He's looking down. He looks sad. I'm scared. I don't want him to be sad again. "Okay, what do you wanna do?" I sit back down. "Just stay a bit longer" he says. "Ok" I smile. We cuddle into eachother.
I look at him. I'm so worried about him all the time. What if he's still not okay? What if he tries to leave me again?
