The room is pale yet full of texture. With nothing obstructing the semi-gloss glass panel, bright white light covers the four walls and the turquoise tiles, engulfing the room in this holy ray.
There is no stereo, television, only murmur of conversation which reached from outside occasionally.
Standing at in front of the single-size bed directly below me against the wall, I could smell the toasty warmth of newly-dried sheet.
There he was, Kobe, lying on his side, gripping onto the blanket tightly like a brown koala bear gripping onto the bark of the trees.
His face was slightly tanned, with slight injuries marks engraved on it, having a different tale behind each of them. All along, I knew that he was trying his very best to quit his past but all sort of dangers was lying in front of the process of quitting this past.
All the while, he had done so many things.
So much, to keep me alive until now…
So much, that he wants me to live happily like a princess in the fairytale by giving me all the happiest moments as much as he can.
So much, that he valued my life over his, protecting me without fail in regardless of the strength of the opponents…
At this very moment of time, he who had always been alerted is now resting peacefully onto the bed. His face which his eyes were shut tightly as he wandered off into his own dreamland, had assured my mind that he was at least ok.
For which he had finally take a rest before me where he always use to watch me sleep before he could and always look over me whenever I woke up.
With his body so tilted toward the side of the bed, I couldn’t help but to adjust his body to the side just in case when he falls off the bed as he tossed.
With both of my hands, I removed the blanket which he gripped tightly on, slowly away from him. The blanket easily followed my hand as I moved as though that there is no strength in his grip.
I placed my hands around his waist, thinking how much force I need to exert to move this sleeping log. Instead of feeling the slight warm of his body, I felt something cold and thick as my hand brushed through his waist, so weird that I removed my hand and look at what was it.
Dark brownish-colored blood formed a pool of ruby solution around his body. Beneath the blanket was stained crimson red as if been spilled with flaming juice. His cloths too, were stained by this sticky liquid.
“No!-“
This is the only thing which came to my mind.
Was this what the doctor meant by he had failed?
Was this what he meant by he were already on the other part of the world?
Was this what he meant by he could no longer protect me?
Despite how much I tried to deny this by treating it as a bad joke-
No! It just a nightmare and everything would be fine if I opened my eye
I already know that I can’t deny it.
This is real.
The blood is real, unmistakably.
The same acrid smell which nearly suffocates me had fully awakened my mind.
The sight of it had made my hand covered my mouth reflectively, followed by a light stream of tears flowing down my cheek like a tiny water stream which soon turning into a waterfall.
I always been taught that no matter what situation I faced, there will always be 2 way of handling it.
One, you change the environment to fit you in.
Two, you change yourself to fit into the environment.
I had chosen none of both as it is already impossible for him to come back as if nothing had happen. This is not a game where it can be restart. There is no restart in reality.
Also, it is impossible for me to treat it like nothing had happened, especially when the person lying in the pool of blood was HIM!
I had left with no choice but to choose the third choice which was to create the environment which allows me to hide away from reality.
This is none other than escaping from reality, treating that nothing had happened and continue living-
My legs as if knowing what I am thinking, had already prepared itself for the next moment. My face was covered in a salty smell of my tears as well as the copper smell of his blood, so much that I could take it anymore but to make myself disappear from here.
Turning my back against him, I was about to dash toward from the door with all my might.
Just when I was about to take flight, I felt something pulling me from behind, preventing me from taking off as if I was been chained down.
“Wait-“
“Audrey…”
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