Decemberist
04/10/05, 06:59 PM
a short story I wrote a couple months back...kinda long, but if you read it all thanks a lot
I've spent a thousand nights dreaming, about being that wine she is drinking...As she twirls her glass around, and my eyes follow, my eyes follow like a target...Because I'm so transfixed on the way she bites her lower lip, and speaks in such a fluent manner...I'd approach her, but my pick up line has all but been rehearsed...So I stalk from a distance, and compete with her in a staring contest she doesn't even know she's in..."Oh, Oh she blinked..." And in my head I'm celebrating, at least I'm the champion of something that pertains to her...
And suddenly she throws down her napkin, slips into her jacket and walks out of the bar...Well it can't end like this can it..? No, no I can't let it end like this...I stalk her to the parking lot, where I find her passed out from the smoke of cigarettes and alcohol...I carry her to my car, set her in the front seat, and get in to drive...But I'm not moving...I can't drive with my hands on the steering wheel and my eyes on her....Well my pupils are getting sore, no I can't stare no more...So I'll just bring her back to my apartment until she wakes up...
Well I have five flights of stairs ahead of me, and a woman on my shoulder...This is the first time I've brought a girl up to my apartment without having to beg...How convenient...Maybe from now along I'll just encourage them to drink, and when they pass out, I can just do this again...I mean why waste time on pickup lines, when I can just carry them to where I want them to be by the end of the night...
She's been sleeping on my couch for the past three hours now...It's getting late and I want to sleep, but I can't cause I need to explain this to her when she gets up...Oh what predicaments I seem to put myself in...I seem to make messes so big not even a whole cleaning company could tidy up...I don't even know why I brought her back here, its not like anything will happen...Think about it Matt, you're 21, unemployed, and haven't touched a girl for more then three months...Wait why am I talking in third person?
(Three more hours later)
How could I say that stuff about myself, and anyways its been 2 months since I touched a girl, I had that one fling with that french woman in November, yeah that does too count...
Man, it has been six hours since I brought her back here, what the hell is wrong with this woman...I want to sleep...Even if I do have sex with her when she wakes up, I don't think it will make up for the 6 hours of sleep I'm missing out on...All right who am I kidding yeah it will...
This kind of reminds me of the time I brought that Ashley girl back to my apartment, and she fell asleep right before we were about to have sex...And you know why? Its cause I'm no good at fore play...I've read up on it, I've studied it as long as I've been able to pleasure myself...Maybe thats why...Maybe I should have been taking my time pleasuring someone else...
(Eight in the morning)
Oh my god, I can't believe I feel asleep...I'm so lucky she didn't wake up...This woman has been laying here for twelve hours now, either sleeping or unconscious...And I'm not sure of which one it is...What if she's in a coma? Wait, so does that mean she could hear everything I've been saying while she has been laying here?
(On the way to the hospital)
My god, I've never carried a woman up five flights of stairs before, let alone ten in twelve hours...It's nothing like carrying luggage...While I'm at the hospital getting her checked out, I might as well get my right shoulder examined...
God I hope this isn't serious...No I hope that I'm just jumping to conclusions, and she is only intoxicated...Shit was I supposed to go left there? No, no I think it is the next left...
(Inside hospital, after examination)
"Hello doctor, how is she?"
"Well, she is in a coma, it seems she had a kidney failure...We will be bringing her into surgery in a few minutes...You're lucky you brought her in when you did...If you would have waited one more hour, she would have passed. You look tired, go get some rest in the lobby, I will come talk to you to tell you how the surgery went when we are done."
"All right thank you...Oh and doctor, is it true that people in a coma can hear everything you say to them?"
"Oh yes, yes. Whatever you have said to her since her coma started, she will surely remember when she wakes up."
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Well that is comforting...What have I gotten myself into?
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"Sir, sir? Sorry to wake you, and also I am sorry to say, that she has only five minutes to live. We are unable to find a kidney donor, and it would have been nearly impossible to get one shipped here in time to save her even if we did find one. So you are welcome to go talk to her before she goes under again, and passes away. Again I am so sorry, so very very sorry."
And when the words the doctor so softly spoke finally hit me, my knees got weak and I couldn't speak. The doctor looked at me as if he was saying, "Don't say anything, I completely understand."
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"Hello, I'm Matt, and..."
She interrupted abruptly, " Did you really mean everything you said to me back in your apartment?"
I couldn't answer...All I could here is the words of the doctor, echoing in my head like a broken record..."I'm so sorry...So very very very sorry."
"Yes, well...Yes, yes I did. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met, and my luck, I only have five more minute to," my voice cracked and I tried to finish what I was saying, "Five more minutes to spend with you. What luck hey?"
And she laughed...She laughed and she smiled...And for that moment, that one moment, in the millions of seconds I have lived, I was breathless...I never in my life thought I'd stumble upon something that could take my breath away, something so flawless to make up for my mess of a foundation.
And so we talked on, and we laughed...She told me that life is priceless, and never take anything that happens in it for granted...She said her name was Raine, and every time it rains to think about her...She said to catch raindrops on my tongue, and for that one brief moment we will be together...
I glanced down at my watch, and her five minutes have passed...I kissed her and told her I would never forget her...The doctor then escorted me out of the room...And thats when I realized I would never love the same again...
And I stepped outside the hospital...And just then, is when I finally realized what it is to love...And then it rained...It rained on me for days.....
I've spent a thousand nights dreaming, about being that wine she is drinking...As she twirls her glass around, and my eyes follow, my eyes follow like a target...Because I'm so transfixed on the way she bites her lower lip, and speaks in such a fluent manner...I'd approach her, but my pick up line has all but been rehearsed...So I stalk from a distance, and compete with her in a staring contest she doesn't even know she's in..."Oh, Oh she blinked..." And in my head I'm celebrating, at least I'm the champion of something that pertains to her...
And suddenly she throws down her napkin, slips into her jacket and walks out of the bar...Well it can't end like this can it..? No, no I can't let it end like this...I stalk her to the parking lot, where I find her passed out from the smoke of cigarettes and alcohol...I carry her to my car, set her in the front seat, and get in to drive...But I'm not moving...I can't drive with my hands on the steering wheel and my eyes on her....Well my pupils are getting sore, no I can't stare no more...So I'll just bring her back to my apartment until she wakes up...
Well I have five flights of stairs ahead of me, and a woman on my shoulder...This is the first time I've brought a girl up to my apartment without having to beg...How convenient...Maybe from now along I'll just encourage them to drink, and when they pass out, I can just do this again...I mean why waste time on pickup lines, when I can just carry them to where I want them to be by the end of the night...
She's been sleeping on my couch for the past three hours now...It's getting late and I want to sleep, but I can't cause I need to explain this to her when she gets up...Oh what predicaments I seem to put myself in...I seem to make messes so big not even a whole cleaning company could tidy up...I don't even know why I brought her back here, its not like anything will happen...Think about it Matt, you're 21, unemployed, and haven't touched a girl for more then three months...Wait why am I talking in third person?
(Three more hours later)
How could I say that stuff about myself, and anyways its been 2 months since I touched a girl, I had that one fling with that french woman in November, yeah that does too count...
Man, it has been six hours since I brought her back here, what the hell is wrong with this woman...I want to sleep...Even if I do have sex with her when she wakes up, I don't think it will make up for the 6 hours of sleep I'm missing out on...All right who am I kidding yeah it will...
This kind of reminds me of the time I brought that Ashley girl back to my apartment, and she fell asleep right before we were about to have sex...And you know why? Its cause I'm no good at fore play...I've read up on it, I've studied it as long as I've been able to pleasure myself...Maybe thats why...Maybe I should have been taking my time pleasuring someone else...
(Eight in the morning)
Oh my god, I can't believe I feel asleep...I'm so lucky she didn't wake up...This woman has been laying here for twelve hours now, either sleeping or unconscious...And I'm not sure of which one it is...What if she's in a coma? Wait, so does that mean she could hear everything I've been saying while she has been laying here?
(On the way to the hospital)
My god, I've never carried a woman up five flights of stairs before, let alone ten in twelve hours...It's nothing like carrying luggage...While I'm at the hospital getting her checked out, I might as well get my right shoulder examined...
God I hope this isn't serious...No I hope that I'm just jumping to conclusions, and she is only intoxicated...Shit was I supposed to go left there? No, no I think it is the next left...
(Inside hospital, after examination)
"Hello doctor, how is she?"
"Well, she is in a coma, it seems she had a kidney failure...We will be bringing her into surgery in a few minutes...You're lucky you brought her in when you did...If you would have waited one more hour, she would have passed. You look tired, go get some rest in the lobby, I will come talk to you to tell you how the surgery went when we are done."
"All right thank you...Oh and doctor, is it true that people in a coma can hear everything you say to them?"
"Oh yes, yes. Whatever you have said to her since her coma started, she will surely remember when she wakes up."
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Well that is comforting...What have I gotten myself into?
................................... ................................... .......................
"Sir, sir? Sorry to wake you, and also I am sorry to say, that she has only five minutes to live. We are unable to find a kidney donor, and it would have been nearly impossible to get one shipped here in time to save her even if we did find one. So you are welcome to go talk to her before she goes under again, and passes away. Again I am so sorry, so very very sorry."
And when the words the doctor so softly spoke finally hit me, my knees got weak and I couldn't speak. The doctor looked at me as if he was saying, "Don't say anything, I completely understand."
................................... ................................... .......................
"Hello, I'm Matt, and..."
She interrupted abruptly, " Did you really mean everything you said to me back in your apartment?"
I couldn't answer...All I could here is the words of the doctor, echoing in my head like a broken record..."I'm so sorry...So very very very sorry."
"Yes, well...Yes, yes I did. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met, and my luck, I only have five more minute to," my voice cracked and I tried to finish what I was saying, "Five more minutes to spend with you. What luck hey?"
And she laughed...She laughed and she smiled...And for that moment, that one moment, in the millions of seconds I have lived, I was breathless...I never in my life thought I'd stumble upon something that could take my breath away, something so flawless to make up for my mess of a foundation.
And so we talked on, and we laughed...She told me that life is priceless, and never take anything that happens in it for granted...She said her name was Raine, and every time it rains to think about her...She said to catch raindrops on my tongue, and for that one brief moment we will be together...
I glanced down at my watch, and her five minutes have passed...I kissed her and told her I would never forget her...The doctor then escorted me out of the room...And thats when I realized I would never love the same again...
And I stepped outside the hospital...And just then, is when I finally realized what it is to love...And then it rained...It rained on me for days.....