Don't Forget

Eric stared at the waiting room doors blinking seldom if at all. How could he have been so reckless? Now Mia…Oh Mia, Miamor, Micorizon, Mialma⁽¹⁾

He was the reason she was in a hospital bed. Sorry didn't begin to describe what he was feeling. He felt like he was drowning in his dispair and there was no relief in sight. He was vaguely aware of Beatrice sitting by his side. She was talking to her girlfriend over the phone in hushed tones. Eric had wanted to leave after he made his call to Connor, but Beatrice had convinced him to stay so that he could explain to John what happened. He wasn't sure if he had the stomach to face John after what had happened, but he didn't have the energy to fight Beatrice so here he sat.

He kept replaying the scene over and over in his head. Mia was so mad at him she wasn't paying attention when she driving out of the parking lot and she got clipped by a car in the on coming traffic. If he had just told the truth about everything from the start none of it would have happened.

They had to use the jaws of life to pry away the steel around Mia. Even after they pulled her from the wreckage she didn't wake up. Eric hadn't done anything. He’d just stood there and watched as they carried her away. He was already mourning Mia’s death when he called Beatrice. Beatrice was the one to find out Mia was alive, but only just. Mia and the baby were in surgery. Beatrice had some how convinced him to come to this hospital waiting room. How could he have been so stupid? How many times had Mia told him?

“Connor is a part of me, like your tattoo. I can’t just let him go.”

Por favor, perdóname!⁽²⁾

“You have to be OK with it.”

Yo estaba tan estúpido!⁽³⁾

“Godammit Eric I love you. He can never changed the way I feel about you.”

Entiendo ahora, por favor despierta Miamor, Micorizon, Mialmo!⁽⁴⁾

Mia’s smile first thing in the morning, “Buenos dias Miamor.” ⁽⁵⁾Her pronunciation was never quite right.

Te quierro, por favor despierta Mia!⁽⁶⁾

Eric couldn't take it anymore. He needed to leave. He didn't belong here. He stood and went for the door, but Beatrice stood in his way holding out her hand, “I’ll call you back when I have more news.” She said before hanging up then to Eric, “¿Dónde crees que vas?"⁽⁷⁾

“ No puedo soportarlo aquí. Dile a John lo que pasó.”⁽⁸⁾

“But Eric”- Beatrice started as he pushed past her. The doors to waiting room opened and John and Connor entered, “What is he doing here?” Beatrice was all venom.

“Retract the claws kitty-kat, Eric called me.” Connor said holding up his hands as if he was being held at gun point.

“Why?” All eyes were on Eric now. Eric swallowed back bile.

^{(1) My love, my heart, my soul!
(2)Please, forgive me!
(3)I was so stupid!
(4) I understand now, please wake up my love, my heart, my soul!
(5)Good morning, my love.
(6)I love you, please wake up Mia!
(7)Where do you think you’re going?
(8)I can’t stand it here. You tell John what happened.}