Beautiful in my Eyes

The beautiful sunlight wakes me up the next morning. I grumble as the light strikes. I closed my eyes and roll over, trying to get more sleep. My hand strikes the left side of the bed and I feel that it's empty. My eyes flutter open and they prove to me what I've already thought; He's gone. He left the bed already.

I sigh and lift myself in the cozy bed. I rub my eyes and look at the window admiring the view which once again takes my breath away. I hear the double door opens.

"Good Morning." I hear his voice greeting me.

I look at him and smile as I see him carrying a tray filled with fruits, french toast and a single yellow carnation flower.

"Wow! Breakfast in bed, what did I do to deserve this?" I ask him as he walks over to me.

"You're alive. That's reason is enough." he says to me as he give me a morning kiss.

 I smile softly at him and eat the fruits, "Tell Mrs. Santos that she did an excellent job."

"Mrs. Santos didn't do that." he says to me and I stare back at him confused.

"Wait a second, Did Richard Faulkerson do this all on his own? Man, I must've missed a lot then." I joke before I continue eating the french toast.

"While you were in the hospital, I worked in the morning for about four hours, since I wanted to spend most of the time with you. I only did the most important things and if there where emergencies, I usually got to them in the middle of the night next to your hospital bed. Usually I went back at one o' clock to this apartment, to check what's going on here. If they need anything for changes then went back to the hotel where I am staying for about two months, to change and get shower. I ask the chief cook to teach me some things and here it is!"

"I hope the chief cook wasn't a sexy hot blonde." I say as I eat another toast.

He smiles softly at me, "Maine, you should know by now that I stick to my choices."

  I say noticing, "But nice things you said."

He chuckles, "She was a He. And the he was a tall man, who rather prefers doing healthy meals than junk food."

I nodd, "So, from this day on, I'm always going to get a breakfast in bed?" I ask him before taking a sip of the orange juice.

"Well not always, but when I have time then yes."

"When will you start working again? I mean, full-time?"

He shruggs, "Not any time soon. We have three months to make up for."

"Oh I'll be getting on your nerves after three days." I joke and he chuckles before he smiles.

"You have no idea how I felt each night I was sitting next to your slipping figure."  he says fondling my cheeks.

"The breakfast is delicious by the way. You must've been a good student." I say as I finish the breakfast.

"I'm a fast learner. Just like you."

"I've heard you, you know." I start explaining, "While I was in coma. I've heard all of you guys. I've heard Patricia,Lizzie,Amanda, Valerie.....You."

"Valerie? Valerie was there?"he asks me surprised, "She doesn't go to hospitals. She hates hospitals."

I shrugg, "She was there. I'm sure."

"What did she say?"

"I can't really remember a lot. She said that I should wake up, that you guys needed me, that you need me."    I say to him.

He pulls me on his thighs, "They say that coma patients can hear everything you tell them, but I didn't think that was true."

I shrugg, "For me I can say that I've heard you. I even felt when you touched me. But only with you."

"Gosh, I missed you so much." he says to me as he places his forehead into mine.

"I miss you too." I say into his eyes.

He inhales my scent before he kiss my nose. 

"Meredith is going to be here in five minutes."

"I thought it was a joke that Meredith would come here." I say as he places me next to him again.

"I would never joke when it comes to your health condition, Maine. " he says in a strict voice.

"How are you feeling?"

"Happy." I say smiling.

"I'm serious."

"So am I."

"Maine..."

"Fine," I say giving in, "I still have a little headache. But the pain in my chest is better. Way better."

"But it's not gone."

I bite my lip, "Not anywhere near that, actually."

"Meredith is here." he says nodding before he walks away from me.

That's when I realized that our relationship will be never be anything like Patricia with Samuel. We will always be a little bit different. we won't turn into that happy-all-grinning kind of couple. We will never be showing our love for each other in public- at least not the way normal couples do.

The swing doors stay open and I hear Meredith's voice.

"Glad you came, Mother" I hear Richard saying.

"There's nothing I wouldn't do for my son." she says to him and I can imagine her smiling.

"Is she awake?"

"Yes. She had already eaten as well."

"Good." she says to him. "How are you?"

"Better than yesterday." I hear Richard's voice before the swing doors open up further.

"Good morning, Maine." Meredith says smiling to me before she closes the swing doors.

"Meredith, good to see you. But you shouldn't have come. I'm fine."

"It was right for Richard to call me." 

"How are you feeling?"

"I still have a headache." I told her.

"Deep breaths. What else?" she ask me.

"The pain in my chest is better. Not gone, but better."

She nods, "You still have couple of bruises on your back." she says. "But the pain should be gone by the end of the week, if not earlier. Your ribs should be healed, just like your broken pelvis did. You're lucky. It hurts like hell when a broken ribs or pelvis is healing."

I nodd, "Okay.That sounds good."

"Anything else?"

I shake my head. "Nope."

"No dizziness. no vomiting?"

"No my body seems to be handling the medication cocktails quite well." i said as she finished checking me up.

"Thank you Meredith." 

She smile back at me. "No worries, You're practically family now."

Am I? I've definitely made my way into his heart.... Or I'm somewhere close to his heart. I broke down most of his walls. But am I family? I know that Patricia will be. Soon.

"See you at the wedding in two days then, Maine." she says before she leaves again.

Wedding. Patricia and Samuel. To Days?!

A soon as she closes  the huge white swing doors, I jump out  of the bed and get dressed. I need to see Patricia. I pick out a white cashmere sweater and  dark washed jeans.

"Woah, Maine, What do you think you're doing?" I hear Richard asking me as I get into the sweater.

"Patricia and Samuel. The wedding. In two days?! Couldn't you've told me that earlier?!" I snap at him, "I need to see her. I need to talk to her. I need to throw her a bachelorette party. I-"his index finger stops me from talking.

"What you need is rest and not stress. Patricia is informed that you are here with me. She told me that she would come by after her final wedding dress fitting." he says to me in a calm voice. "Now, come on let's get you back to bed." he says and I feel his hand on my back, leading me back to the bed.

"No!" I protest and walk back into the closet to get into my jeans. " I should have been there for her, Richard! I should be the one who helps her pick out her wedding dress! How could I have missed all of this?! I am her maid of honor for Christ's sake!" I say as I close the button of my jeans.

"Where do you think you're going, Nicomaine?" he ask me worried.

"I'm going to be there for her. Like I should have been all along."

"You were in a coma. There was no way you could have been there for her. She understands that you couldn't be there for her."

"Still, I can be there for her now." I say to him as I rush out of the closet. "Where's my purse?"

"Nicomaine, you are in no condition to get outside now." he tries it the calm way now.

"My purse?!" I ask him in a rude tone.

He sighs. "Let me at least drive you to her."

"But I need my purse first. I have no idea where she is. I need to call her."

"I know where she is." he says and holds up a brand new Chanel purse.

"That's not my purse."

"It's your new purse."

I give him a look, "Richard..."

"Look, if this going to work out, you have to let me buy you things. It's part of the way I'm taking care of you. Okay?"

I sigh before I nodd, "Fine." As we left the building.

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