It was the seventh of September. It has almost been a year since I and Roberta started our little story together. I still remember that day vividly. It was like the best moment of my life when I heard that "Yes". Anyhow, I'm pretty surprised we survived for so long as we fought constantly.
It was 6 in the morning and I heard the ring of my phone. 'Good Morning', it read. 'Morning, Princess' I replied back. Before we wasted more time I sent 'See you in school.'
The ride was of 45 minutes but I was getting restless by the second as I was really excited to see her. "Dude you'll meet her in like 10 minutes. Calm down.", Frank said.
"I know. But you know I can't."
Okay so it was the first break and I waited for Roberta at our meeting place. She never showed up.. I started getting worried. I went up to her class in the lunch hour but couldn't find her anywhere. All the excitement I had at the start of the day was lost. So I called her up just to check in. No Answer.
Maybe she was sleeping, I concluded.
The rest of the day was okay. But I just wanted to meet her. I was so desperate for her. And a part of me was worried about her. My day just can't go without her. That's the kind of close we are.
Classes were over. I decided to call her up again. No answer.
Anxiety rose. I decided to go over to her house.
It took ten minutes to reach there. I took a moment to think what explanation I have for my mom when she knows I'm where she told me not to be. I ignored that thought and proceeded to the stairs. Four fleets of stairs. All I got in the end was a locked door.
By now the part of me worried about her increased. I tried calling her again. And again. And again.
But all my attempts to contact her were just getting me more worried. So I decided to call her mom up to know where she was. No answer again. I called again. Someone picked it up on the last ring.
"Hello?" I heard her mother's voice. But something was definitely wrong.
"Hello ma'am. I am Daniel. I was trying to contact Roberta from a long time so I called. Is it a bad time?"
She was silent.
"Hellooo?" I asked impatiently.
"Something bad happened. Can you come to Rex hospital on 63rd lane?" Her voice was full of pain. I was sure she completed the sentence with tears streaming.
I rushed and called for a cab.
What could have happened. I was so worried. I was deeply in need of her comfortable aura.
I reached the hospital. It was 730. I texted my mom saying I'll be home late.
I entered the hospital. I asked the women behind the desk for the room I require. It was on the seventh floor. I just ran up the stairs I knew I would be faster than any elevator. But later I regretted doing that 'cause I was breathless in the end. I rushed to the room.\
I could see Roberta through the glass door. She was lying on the hospital bed. Not even moving an inch. My head and heart were in my mouth. I couldn't move an inch.
I was devastated.
I could see her mother holding on to her husband as she was in tears. I myself had a whole stream flowing by now.
This has got to be a dream. This has to be a nightmare. I kept pinching myself so that I could get out of it. But nothing happened.
I couldn't stay there anymore. I started running. Running fast. I didn't like this place anymore. Without Roberta. My Roberta I couldn't stay another second.
I ran almost across the town. My legs were killing me. But I couldn't stop. It was my distraction.
Oh my god! How could this happen? She was so fine just yesterday.
How I wished I wake up from this dreadful dream.
I passed out.
I woke up the next day acting as though everything was alright. But it wasn't. There was a hole in my heart. My life was in pieces.
I survived the pain for seven days.
It was the fourteenth of September. Our one year anniversary. If I could survive this day I can do anything, I thought to myself.
I stayed home. I was home alone.
I survived for half the day. But then I couldn't take it anymore.
I needed that comforting smile. Her touch. Her company. I wished I got another chance with her. But it was too late. She was gone.
I completed the last packet of chips. I decided to back to bed.
The light in my bedroom was switched on. That was weird 'cause i remember switching it off.
I made my way to it.
I opened the door.
At the other end there was someone familiar standing. Her smile was so comfortable. I didn't even ask for an explanation. I just crashed my lips on Roberta's.
"God couldn't keep me away from you, So he sent me back" she said.
I was no longer atheistic.
