Misha
"Hi," I say to Jay timidly.
Why am I feeling so shy?
"Cute," Jay says under his breath.
"Shut up," I say as I sit next to him on the bed.
What's so cute about me? I don't get him sometimes.
"Misha. I missed you." Jay says as he turns to me and smiles.
His face is thinner than I remember. His smile isn't as bright. He must have been struggling all by himself. Why did I have to be a coward and run away just as Jay woke up? I should have believed in him longer. I want to be strong for him. How could I do that when he needed me the most? I'm a terrible boyfriend.
"I missed you too," I say as I lean my head on his shoulder.
Jay leans his head on mine and we sit there for a minute without saying a word.
"Misha, take me away," Jay begs.
