Sadness

When Samantha gathered her sleeping clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom for a quick shower before heading to sleep, she suddenly found herself with a dizzying headache.

It was as though the world was spinning around her, the same feeling she felt during the night when she was alone in the street.

This was a scary feeling for her as she could feel the ominous ticking of her heart inside like a bomb waiting to explode inside her.

She put her hand to her head as she tried to support herself by leaning her hand against the wall but found her body too weak to give any strength.

She begins to wonder what is happening to her body as she slowly slides down from the wall lacking the effort to stay alert anymore.

Before her eyes fully closed in their blurriness, she sees the figure of Jeanette rushing towards where she has fallen by the side of the wall.

She could see the worries in her eyes as she rushed up to her, there seemed to be some words that she was saying to her, but she couldn't possibly hear what she was saying as the fatigue in her body lifted her from the waking world.

As her eyes finally closed into deep comatic sleep, she thought about the smiling face, a warm smile that melted into her heart, wondering when or if ever she would see that smile again and feel the sunshine with him like before.

When she finally opened her eyes, she saw the figure of Jon and Jeanette standing by her bed, their figures were a little hazy, but she could still feel and know that it was them because she had already become so familiar with the sight of them.

She could also see a doctor check her vitals with a severe expression on his face, and she could almost feel the unbearable tension in the room, some with a worried expression, some with grief behind their knitted brows, and others with sadness for her.

"Could I have a moment with this patient," the doctor turned to Jon and Jeanette, experiencing a mixture of emotions that forbade them from knowing what to say.

Jeanette's eyes, she could see, were red from the tears she was crying when seeing her in this state, wondering what was causing them such grief.

She could not feel much strength in her bed, so she could hardly muster any words out of her mouth as her eyes reflected her longing for them to continue to stay by her side.

Closing the door outside of them, Jon and Jeanette didn't say anything to each other after enduring a night together in the hospital after hearing the news.

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, Jon looked out from the large window at the patients entering and leaving the hospital building outside.

Through the window, Jon was able to see a lot of family members receiving their father or mother through the car by the close entrance.

Seeing this scene makes him remember his situation right now; last night, after Jeanette called the ambulance to deliver Samantha to the hospital, he arrived here shortly after.

He didn't know what was going on since the doctor didn't say anything to him since they did a diagnostic.

Still, from the seriousness of the tension in the room, he could notice that she must be having some severe conditions affecting her body.

Taking a clean napkin from his pocket, he handed it to Jeanette after seeing that she was crying even with her eyes red from crying the whole night.

"Thanks," Jeanette said, taking the napkin and wiping the tears from her eyes.

It is not that Jon is apathetic about the situation.

Instead, he still has hope and pushes his focus toward what he can do to help her feel better in this situation.

From experiencing this tension, the world is always playing a joke on him when he just got that much closer to happiness, and it is so similarly taken away from him, right before his very eyes.

He is so afraid to fall in love because he is scared of losing someone he loves to the grip of death again in a similar way.

In his childhood, he remembered the sight of his grandma lying in a coma in the hospital from brain trauma to her head.

He remembered how he would call her name countless times, trying to see if it would wake her up, and it didn't, the feeling of loss so shocking to his childhood that the same fear still stayed with him all these years, preventing him from getting closer to the people who try to approach closer to him in life.

He remembered her hand's coldness as he held onto it so tightly, the apathetic faces of the strangers surrounding her grandmother as he cried with innermost pain.

Soon the doctor came out of the room, breaking the silence between them as they waited in the hallway, and closed the door behind him, "You can now see the patient, but she would still need to remain here in the hospital for a couple more days

Ushering his hand behind her back and opening the hospital room door for her, he says to Jeanette solemnly, "You go first."

He stands out there with his hands in his black pant.

His eyes look sternly outside the sky filled with light.

In a moment, he turned around when he heard a noise, seeing that Jeanette seemed to be more unusual than before, perhaps from hearing something that Samantha had told her.

In that instance, they exchanged a knowing look in the understanding of the pain the other person feels.

In that instance, he could tell that this complication might mean that Samantha only has a relatively short time frame left.

Without saying another word in that silence of their exchange, Jeanette walked down the hospital hallway, and he could see that she must be wearing the weight of the loss on her shoulders.