Fuck this hospital, I need to leave here. Grabbing my secret pack of cigarettes and my phone, I called Sky, telling him to meet me outside the building near my room. Twenty minutes later he arrives, standing below me, two stories away. Hope he catches me. I stood on the window sill, holding onto the panes and looking out, wind messing up my knotted hair. He raised his arms, a worried expression on his face. I dropped myself, wishing for a safe landing in Sky's embrace.
Well...
I didn't make it...
I made it in the weaved safety net the men in yellow and red held for me. There was a fire roaring behind me in the building, I heard screams but I didn't realize they were mine until the men yelled at me. It was confusing how I imagined Sky when he was no where to be found. He was gone. He was never there...
He never knew when to show up, he covered my eyes, making me blind to the reality in front of me. I couldn't tell what was real anymore.
Me or Sky?
Who knew? I always saw Sky though, but did he see me? Does he know I still exist, that I still remember him?
Why can't he see me?
Why can't he just tell me it's going to be okay?!
I don't understand you, Sky...