Jaime's Point of View


How could I let this happen? How could I have been so selfish and disregard her feelings entirely? How could I have been so careless as to let her try and take away her life?

It's all my fault.

Her mother just died, her father was put in jail, and I had the nerve to break up with her. I have left her all alone in this world just because she made one stupid mistake while drunk. Shows how great of a boyfriend I am; I left her when she needed someone the most.

I've had so much time to think about the situation. I had to sit in a waiting room for many hours, I wasn't allowed in the room with her until just a couple hours ago, at 7:00 a.m. Watching all the patients cruise by and all of the sad families waiting in agony made me realize how serious this situation really is. I mean, she could've died; she sure wanted to die. If I were to have found her a few minutes later, would she even still be here?

I've never felt this terrible before.

She was in so much pain, she decided life wasn't worth living anymore. I caused her a tremendous amount of stress and depression, she couldn't take it anymore. She was so close to slipping away into a different realm; she practically danced with death. I could've lost my baby girl, I could've been left to wither away in my sorrows.

With this, my eyes have been opened to see the reality of the situation. With this, I've come to realize how much Rosaline really means to me. With this, I've decided that she is the only one I want to be with. With this, I have concluded that life without her would be a life where I am, in fact, no longer living.

I've been sitting here next to her hospital bed, holding her fragile hand, waiting for her to wake up from her deep sleep, wondering what life would be like without my dearest.

Hours have passed and she's given little response to anything. The doctors say she should wake up soon, she just needs rest after getting her stomach pumped last night. Being intoxicated with an extreme amount of pain killers has put her body under a lot of stress, which is understandable. I guess I shall wait for her to awaken, in the mean time...


Three Hours Later


I had fallen asleep next to the hospital bed, but I had awoken after feeling my hand being suddenly tugged on. I opened my eyes to see that Rosaline was awake and staring at me with bright eyes. Although her eyes were alive, her smile was faint, her lips were pallid, her complexion was almost cadaverous, and her body delicate.

"Jaime?" she spoke with a soft, exhausted voice.

"Yes, Roz?"

"I'm sorry. I've caused–" she bagan.

"No, I'm sorry. This is all my fault, I should've been there for you." I paused, "I'm here now though."

Her lips curved into a small, weak smile. With whatever strength she had, she leaned over and placed her lips on mine. She kissed me with little force and her lips were quite dry, but never before have I felt such emotions behind her lips. She pulled away and slowly laid her head back down on the fluffed pillow. "I love you." her words gentle but more powerful than ever before.

I let her words sink in before replying, "I love you too, Rosaline."

Seconds later her eyes fluttered shut and she fell asleep with a lingering smile upon her lips.

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