I couldn't remember what had just happened. All I knew was that I was in a hospital, in a bed. My whole body ached as if I had just cross-country skied for ten miles. I groaned. I lifted my neck slightly. "David?" I mumbled. I could see him in the bed beside me. His leg was strapped down and a cast was wrapped around it.
He smiled weakly at me. "How are you doing, Lina?" My head violently spun. His voice sounded like a TV when it was transmitting poorly. What was wrong with my ears?
"I'm okay," I whispered. "Something's wrong with my ears or something. It sounds like... broken noise or something when people talk." The world spun again.
"Nightwatchers," groaned David. "They messed with your... signal per say. It should fade." But his eyes said differently.
Two weeks later....
"I still can't hear right," I yelled. "You said it would fade, David!" I was still remarkably sore and David was hobbling around a bit. My ears were not any different. Every thing was still fuzzy.
"I said it should fade," David replied cautiously.
"But I don't like it!" I was extra touchy.
"Don't think that I love you less, Lina," David cooed. He took my face into his hands and leaned forward. His lips gently pressed against mine. "Your hearing, however important to me, does not affect my true love for you."
My insides felt all warm. Even though I was moody, I had forgotten how much David meant to me. "My love is truer than yours," I flirted.
"Haha," he laughed a little. "I highly doubt it."
I smiled sadly at him. I wished to hear his beautiful voice properly. "I wish it would go away," I whispered. "Is my hearing going to stay like this forever?"
David's eyes gently surveyed me. "I imagine so. Only time can fix something like this and you've had plenty of that." I was suddenly struck by his eyes. His beautiful brown eyes. I loved his eyes. They showed love. They showed trust. They showed truth. I loved it. The comfort. The hope. The happiness. I let myself be caught up in his eyes.
"I love you," I whispered."
He leaned forward again. "I love you more."
As our lips connected, I resisted the urge to shake my head, to rid my head of that broken noise.
Suddenly, there was a crash. My head flew up."What?" asked David.
"Didn't you hear that?" I gasped.
He slowly shook his head. "No, Lina...."