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Sometimes you just need to make the best out of the worst

"I was so scared MC! I-I thought I was going to loose you!" Dezeray sobs, her voice muffled by MC's chest.

"I would never leave you Dezeray." MC whispers, his voice hoarse, as he strokes her hair soothingly.

"I-I just...." Was all she could manage to say as MC held her close, trying to soothe the emotional girl.

"Dez. Look at me." MC says gently, and waits for her blue-green eyes to meet his blue before continuing. "I'm okay. I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere. I love you Dezeray, so much, I'd never, ever leave you."

"I-I know.... I just can't loose anyone else... especially you."

"I couldn't loose you either Dez, you mean the world to me."

It was silent for a minute, as blue-green gazed lovingly at blue. She was overjoyed by this. She was so happy that MC was okay. There wasn't even a word to describe exactly how she felt.

"Why are you still admitted here?" MC asks curiously, breaking the peaceful moment of silence.

"They thought I was suicidal and wanted to keep an eye on me."

"Were you... are you?"

"Without you MC..... my world is so dark.... But I wouldn't hurt myself even if you didn't make it. Yes I thought about it, yes I was, but I didn't do it."

MC smiles gently at her, caressing her cheek. "You know my beautiful Dezeray, I heard every word you said."

"....What?"

"The other day, when you were here with me... about me being the only reason you're still alive."

"Oh...."

"I'm glad you're still here, Dezeray, I'm glad I'm the one who kept you here."

"I'm glad I'm here too."

"Dezeray, sweetheart, you really shouldn't be on the bed with him." Comes a voice from the doorway.

She glances to the door, seeing the same nurse from before standing there, a small smile on her face. "I...."

"I know Dezeray, but you gotta give him some space, let him recover."

She sighs and moves away from MC, sitting back in the chair beside the bed.

"Thank you." The nurse says with a smile. "Now, MC, how are you feeling?"

"A little sore, but I'm okay."

"No major head or neck pain?"

"Nope."

"That's great." The nurse says cheerily. "Thankfully the airbag in your car reduce most of the physical damage. A doctor will be by in a little while to discuss things further. But, for now, you need to get some rest and take it easy. And Dezeray, one of the ceos would like to meet with you."

"Why...?"

"Not sure, but if you could come with me, I'll take you there."

"Uh...." Dezeray says, glancing at MC, not really knowing if she could leave him just yet.

"Go ahead Dez, I will be fine."

"Alright." Dezeray kisses his head. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Dezeray follows the nurse out of MC's room. They head to an elevator and the nurse hits a couple of buttons, sending the elevator up.

"You and MC sure are cute." The nurse says.

"Thanks."

"How long have you guys been together?"

"Four months."

Before the nurse can respond, the elevator doors open and she leads Dezeray down a few hallways and to an office like area.

"Alright, she's just in there." The nurse says, gesturing to a room.

"Thanks."

Dezeray approaches the door and knocks. She hears a voice beckoning her in, so she opens the door and walks into the office like room.

"Ah Dezeray, it's so great to meet you." A middle aged woman says, holding out her hand.

Dezeray shakes her hand. "It's nice to meet you too."

"I'm Amelia, I help run the charity here at the hospital."

"There's a charity here?"

"Yes, we help raise money for the kids who are stuck here for whatever reason. Generally, the money helps makes being here more enjoyable, but it also helps with medication and treatment if the families can't afford it."

"That's awesome."

"I was curious if you could help us with something."

"Of course, what do you want me to do?"

"We just built a new play room for the kids, and I heard you paint, so I was wondering if you could paint the walls."

"Paint them how?"

"Something the kids would like, maybe a sky with airplanes. You could also ask the kids, they'd love to meet you."

"I'd love to help you with this. When do you want me to do it?"

"Whenever you're free, just give me an advanced notice."

"I could do it today, or start today if that's fine, since MC can't leave yet."

"That will work actually. I'll show you to the room and I'll let you meet the kids. While you're talking with them, I'll have someone get some paint."

"Awesome."

Dezeray followed Amelia back to the elevator, where they went down a few floors and got off.

"So, here's the room." Amelia says, stopping in front of a big open room with a big window on one wall, creating plenty of natural light.

"Wow, this room is really nice."

"Yeah, I'm very happy with how it turned out. Now come along so we can meet the kids."

They continue down the hall a little bit before entering a smaller room with a bunch of toys and stuff strewn around the room, and kids running around playing, laughing, talking.

"Alright, I leave you to it and I'll have someone come get you when the supplies get here."

"Thanks!"

Amelia leaves with wave and Dezeray is left with the kids, who are all playing and running around. She goes to the center of the room and yells, gaining all the little kids attention.

"You guys wanna gather round? I'm gonna be painting your new playroom and I wanted your guys input."

They all gather around as Dezeray sits on a chair that's far too small for her and grabs piece of paper and some colored pencils.

"Alright, what do you guys think I should paint?"

A little boy raises his hand giddily. "I think there should be astronauts!"

"And princess!" A little girl giggles.

"Superheroes!"

"Oh oh! And ponies!"

Dezeray laughed as she jotted down all the ideas. She started sketching out an idea. All the kids watched eagerly.

"Miss?" A little girl says, catching Dezeray's attention.

"You can call me Dez." Dezeray says. "And what's your name?"

"I'm Sammy."

"What did you want, Sammy?"

"What are those scars from?" She asks pointing to Dezeray's wrist.

"Well Sammy, I went through a lot in the past four years and I wasn't making great decisions."

"What happened?"

"My parents died when I was seven and I was out into foster care. My foster parents abused me."

"Wow.... That's horrible Dez."

"Yeah, it was horrible, but I've learned from it. One thing you should always remember Sammy, there's always going to be struggles, especially right now, but you'll get through it, I'm positive of it, just keep your head up."

"I will remember that Dez."

Dezeray smiles at the young girl. She really liked being here and being with the kids. They were so young, so full of energy.

"I have an idea guys. How about you all help me paint."

All the kids cheer. "So, here's what I have so far. I was thinking we could have a whole bunch of different planets, each on a different theme, and have a sun in the corner of the room. And, we'll have a bunch of stars among all the planets."

"That's awesome Dez!" Sammy says, excitement in her eyes.

"Hey, Dezeray, the paint is here if you're ready."

"Awesome. Why don't you guys head in there, I'll be there soon."

The kids all head from the room, laughing.

"Wow, they seem to really like you."

"Yeah, they're a lot of fun to work with. Oh, they're gonna help me paint, if that's okay with you."

"Of course! They'll have a lot of fun."

Dezeray gives Amelia a smile and makes her way to the new playroom where the kids were waiting for her.

Date: Friday, February 19th, 2016 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Maybe still a dream? I'm not sure at this point. Probably? Not really? Help. Either way, the kids are adorable.
-Observing Anon

Date: Saturday, February 20th, 2016 04:11 am (UTC)
scara: Steampunk hat (Default)
From: [personal profile] scara
Starting to doubt that it's a dream, though things don't seem right.

Date: Saturday, February 20th, 2016 05:01 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Maybe she fell into a coma because of undetectable brain damage and that's what this is.
-Observing Anon

Date: Saturday, February 20th, 2016 01:58 pm (UTC)
scara: Steampunk hat (Default)
From: [personal profile] scara
Maybe she's in a coma within a coma, coma-ception.

Date: Saturday, February 20th, 2016 07:40 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yeah...

-the lurkiest lurker

Date: Saturday, February 20th, 2016 07:40 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I'm not even going to think about whether this is real or not. Il, just enjoy the happiness.

-the lurkiest lurker

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