A Love Like War
Wake Up . . . . Maybe?
Jack
I took a look at the papers and then shot up from my seat, which was a horrid mistake as it hurt really bad. I threw the papers onto the ground and spoke. “There is no way in hell will we ever sign those. Her fucking name is Miracle for a reason! She survived prematurely, and she sure as hell will survive this. No doubt in my fucking mind she won’t.”
“Mr. Barakat, your daughter is suffering like-” Dr. Simms started but I cut her off.
“Don’t you dare tell me what my daughter is feeling. I am her Father, I know much more about her than you ever will. Don’t even come to us and say she won’t survive when I know damn well she will. She’s a fighter, she has been her whole life. She has both her Father’s by her side to see sure she is okay. And gosh dammit she will be just fine!”
“Okay. I’ll leave you alone. But please, don’t get your hopes up sir.” Dr. Simms said to me before rushing out of the room. I picked up the papers of the ground, which again, hurt really bad. I went over to the trash can and threw them away. No way in hell will we ever sign our daughters life over like that.
I then went over to Miracle’s bed and lifted her up with my one good arm, being careful not to rip any of the cords from her. I laid down where she was and set her on top of me, as I held onto her and brushed the hair out of her face.
I heard the sounds of footsteps and I looked up and saw Alex walking into the room. He shut the door behind him and smiled a bit as he saw us. “Y’know, you never did tell me what you wanted to ask me.” He said. He was right, I never got the chance because we never made it to the park. “Wanna tell me now?”
“Are you sure you want to hear it now?” I asked him as I felt a small smile appear on my lips.
“Yes. I’m sure. Go ahead, I can handle anything.”
“Alright, well, I was going to ask you if you wanted to be my boyfriend again.” He gasped and smiled with a huge smile.
“There is no way I would ever decline that question.” He giggled.
“Then are family is finally whole again.” I smiled at him. He bent over the bed and placed a small kiss on my lips. Which I gladly accepted and returned. “Alex?” I asked once he pulled away.
“Yeah?”
“Will you sing for Miracle and I?”
“All depends, what do you want me to sing?”
“Anything. Someone you wrote for her, I know you wrote a lot.” He nodded his head and began.
“Make a wish on our sorry little hearts,
have a smoke, pour a drink, steal a kiss in the dark,
fingernails on my skin like the teeth of a shark,
I'm intoxicated by the lie”
His voice made me close my eyes and feel at peace. But that only lasted for a minute till I felt a little squeeze on my hand. I opened my eyes again and saw Miracle was holding onto my hand. I looked up at Alex and he looked at me confused. “What’s wrong?”
“Keep singing. I think it’s helping her wake up.” I whispered.
I took a look at the papers and then shot up from my seat, which was a horrid mistake as it hurt really bad. I threw the papers onto the ground and spoke. “There is no way in hell will we ever sign those. Her fucking name is Miracle for a reason! She survived prematurely, and she sure as hell will survive this. No doubt in my fucking mind she won’t.”
“Mr. Barakat, your daughter is suffering like-” Dr. Simms started but I cut her off.
“Don’t you dare tell me what my daughter is feeling. I am her Father, I know much more about her than you ever will. Don’t even come to us and say she won’t survive when I know damn well she will. She’s a fighter, she has been her whole life. She has both her Father’s by her side to see sure she is okay. And gosh dammit she will be just fine!”
“Okay. I’ll leave you alone. But please, don’t get your hopes up sir.” Dr. Simms said to me before rushing out of the room. I picked up the papers of the ground, which again, hurt really bad. I went over to the trash can and threw them away. No way in hell will we ever sign our daughters life over like that.
I then went over to Miracle’s bed and lifted her up with my one good arm, being careful not to rip any of the cords from her. I laid down where she was and set her on top of me, as I held onto her and brushed the hair out of her face.
I heard the sounds of footsteps and I looked up and saw Alex walking into the room. He shut the door behind him and smiled a bit as he saw us. “Y’know, you never did tell me what you wanted to ask me.” He said. He was right, I never got the chance because we never made it to the park. “Wanna tell me now?”
“Are you sure you want to hear it now?” I asked him as I felt a small smile appear on my lips.
“Yes. I’m sure. Go ahead, I can handle anything.”
“Alright, well, I was going to ask you if you wanted to be my boyfriend again.” He gasped and smiled with a huge smile.
“There is no way I would ever decline that question.” He giggled.
“Then are family is finally whole again.” I smiled at him. He bent over the bed and placed a small kiss on my lips. Which I gladly accepted and returned. “Alex?” I asked once he pulled away.
“Yeah?”
“Will you sing for Miracle and I?”
“All depends, what do you want me to sing?”
“Anything. Someone you wrote for her, I know you wrote a lot.” He nodded his head and began.
“Make a wish on our sorry little hearts,
have a smoke, pour a drink, steal a kiss in the dark,
fingernails on my skin like the teeth of a shark,
I'm intoxicated by the lie”
His voice made me close my eyes and feel at peace. But that only lasted for a minute till I felt a little squeeze on my hand. I opened my eyes again and saw Miracle was holding onto my hand. I looked up at Alex and he looked at me confused. “What’s wrong?”
“Keep singing. I think it’s helping her wake up.” I whispered.
Notes
Hmm....
~Jagk.
Wow that story was amazing. It was so shocking.
5/19/16