Earthquake

The way I broke your heart very literally

Pain. It seems to be the only thing I can bring people. Hurt. Suffering. Heartbreak.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for breaking your heart. I'm sorry for lying to you. The lie was meant to protect you from the pain. But it didn't. It only caused more.

I wish I could take this back. I wish we could be happy again. I wish I could tell you this. But I can't.

I wandered around the hospital, unsure of where to go, what to do. I felt lost.

I guess I had expected Frank to be relieved that I still loved him. I guess I expected us to go back home and live happily ever after. I guess I expected wrong.

I turned the corner of the hallway, only to crash into something. Someone.

"Emerson?"

I looked up. It was Ray.

"What are you doing in the Burn Section?"

I shrugged.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"Looking for you."

Ray grabbed my wrist and started to lead me back down the hall.

"Frank's getting out tomorrow," he said after a moment. "I know that you guys are having problems but, I think you should come home."

I stared at him.

"Emerson. Frank loves you. He might be upset, but he still needs you there."

I nodded.

I needed him there too.

I gotta prove you can trust me