Kissing the Concrete

I fell into a sort of euphoric trans, happy and relieved. His heart was beating on its own and it wasn't over.

Life-threathening sepsis wasn't that life-threathening after all.

"Turns out we've made a miscalculation." The nurse said suddenly, looking through some papers, possibly a journal or blood-test result. "We initially thought it was some type of extra-resistant bacteria, but turns out the anti-biotics are working."

"Oh thank god." I whispered to myself, still not feeling clear in my head, but I felt so lucky. My body was numb, but it was a good kind of numb. I didn't even know that there was such satisfaction in complete relief until that specific moment. There could still be us. We could still be something.

"Will he be waking up soon?" Amy asked.

"Well, the only reason he's been needing life support has been internal damage from the painkillers-"

"What painkillers?!" I asked, surprised and almost screaming at the news. I didn't really know why, I was too emotional at this point.

"Well, in the initial blood test it was revealed that he had taken a lot of slow-releasing painkillers. Too much infact, it damaged a lot of vital organs."

Why hadn't he told me about this? Didn't matter at this point. He would be fine, that was all that mattered to me, to us.

The past few weeks had been a strain on me emotionally. I had been through so much horror, but so much love was with me, and between the moments of fright, there were moments of euphoria. Thinking these moments would be gone had me worried if I could go on, but now I had the definitive answer.

I stepped closer to the bed as I looked down on Andy, still not awake. The firework he could be wasn't anywere to be seen, he was just...peaceful.

I wondered if he could hear me and I decided to try it. A whisper in his ear.

"I love you so much"

And just like that, I could notice a slight movement made by his eyelids. Slowly, they opened, revealing the cold-blue irises underneath.

"Andy!" I whisper-screamed, out of pure joy.

"I love you too Iris" he said with a tired voice, even raspier than usually.

Seconds later, my lips brushed against his, leaning in for our first kiss in what seemed like forever.

Notes

Nah, this time I decided to keep him alive. Or else, what story would this be?

Not totally in love with this chapter, but I feel like it is a buildup to a good continuation.

I really shouldn't be writing with all the stuff I have to work on, but I enjoy this too much :D