Found pt. 2
by N. R. Borg | Score: 2250
All faded to black.
I woke up in a hospital bed, the white linen sheets crisp and clean. I glance at the bedside table and see an envelope with my name on it. Keira Rogers. I opened it to find three words. Find me. -Alec. Below was a map of the hospital and two symbols in green. A Circle and an X. I smiled to myself, chuckling inside at the inside joke. I knew from experience that the circle is the one he meant for me to follow. I sat up, and sprinted down the halls, glancing at the map every few seconds to make sure I was on the right track. I rounded the last corner and I saw him. My rescuer, the man of my dreams. Alastair Stark. Running forward I darted into his arms and he spun me around, both of us laugh-crying. "Your still alive!" he exclaims. I swat him. "Of course idiot! You didn't truly think that I would die did you?" I look at his face. "Did you?" "Keira..." he says hesitantly. "you've been unconscious for three days. your heart stopped halfway through the second day but we were able to keep you with us. It is a miracle you are alive." Tears welled up in my eyes. "Oh, Alec." I hugged him tight trying to take the pain away." I'm still here. Don't worry, m not leaving anytime soon.