The next evening, after they returned home from their jobs, Lydia and John listened to Pattie's new album. Afterwards, Lydia talked with Pattie. Pattie asked, "Have you listened to my new album yet?" Lydia said, "Yes, we just finished listening to it." Pattie asked, "How did you like it?" Lydia said, "It was really good. I think Foxy enjoyed it, too." Pattie said, "I'm glad to hear it." Just then, Lydia's cellphone rang. It was her father. She said, "I'll let you talk to John a minute. My father is calling." She went into her bedroom to talk privately. Her father explained, "Your grandmother is in the hospital, and it's not looking good. She has pneumonia in both lungs." Lydia said, "Oh, no. This is the beginning of the end, isn't it?" He said, "Yep, I'm afraid so." She said, "Elderly people usually don't survive pneumonia." He said, "They don't." She said, "Well, I'm going to go. Keep me posted." He said, "Okay." She returned to the living room, and John was still talking to Pattie. John noticed Lydia looking sad. He asked, "Is everything all right?" She said, "No." Pattie asked, "What's wrong?" Lydia said, "My paternal grandmother is in the hospital. She has pneumonia in both lungs." Pattie said, "Oh, no. I'm sorry to hear that." Lydia said, "I don't think it'll be much longer." She later told the rest of her friends about it. Rebecca asked, "Is there anything I can do?" Lydia said, "Just keep talking to me, and I'll be just fine." Marie said, "Don't worry, Lydia. We're here for you." Catherine said, "Plan on us coming to see you." Gavin said, "Yes, please do." Lydia said, "You all don't have to do that." Gavin said, "We're your friends. It's our duty to be there for you." She said, "You're all so kind. I appreciate it." That night, Lydia snuggled with her beloved puppy, Foxy, and cried herself to sleep.
TO BE CONTINUED
TO BE CONTINUED
Hello, everyone. BingoPB here, or Kayla, as most of you know me. I know you were expecting a poem. Don't worry. There will be plenty of poems in the future. I have been inspired to write a fan fiction based on my relationship with Aston, my former boyfriend, and my dreams about Paul. Of course, there will be differences, because the story will be based on those things. The characters will have different names. I could have talked about this in messages, but it's easier to address everyone at once here. I am not sure what the title will be. I would appreciate some suggestions in the comments below. You can also tell me your opinions on this idea. Also, feel free to tell me what name you would like for the character based on you. I will start working on it once I have a title.
I remember the good times we had.
More than that, I remember,
The inner scar you gave me.
You left me to blame myself.
But I'm not at fault.
In the five years we were together,
I was nothing but patient with you.
If you were done with me,
You could've just said so.
I believe I made a mistake,
When I said I'd be your girlfriend.
You were my best friend,
And we ruined it with romance,
All because we wanted to fit in.
How could we have been so ignorant?
I know we made peace.
I'm glad we're friends now,
But that will never erase the scar,
The inner scar only I can see.
Someday I'll love someone else,
And he will erase my scar.
Only then will it fade away.
More than that, I remember,
The inner scar you gave me.
You left me to blame myself.
But I'm not at fault.
In the five years we were together,
I was nothing but patient with you.
If you were done with me,
You could've just said so.
I believe I made a mistake,
When I said I'd be your girlfriend.
You were my best friend,
And we ruined it with romance,
All because we wanted to fit in.
How could we have been so ignorant?
I know we made peace.
I'm glad we're friends now,
But that will never erase the scar,
The inner scar only I can see.
Someday I'll love someone else,
And he will erase my scar.
Only then will it fade away.
I had a dream one night.
I was leaving work to go home.
It was unusually cold for October.
I slipped on a patch of ice,
And fell in the parking lot.
There was no one with me,
Except my puppy, Snapper.
"I think I've broken my leg,"
I said to my puppy.
He let out a couple of barks,
That said, "Come on, Kayla! Get up!"
I managed to get to my feet.
Snapper and I made it home.
I heard a knock on my door.
I looked through the peephole.
It was Paul. I let him in.
He noticed my limp, and he asked,
"Are you all right, my love?"
I said, "I hurt my leg. I'll be fine."
He insisted that I rest.
I said, "But Snapper needs to go out."
He said, "I'll take him out."
Afterwards, Paul got me everything I needed.
He helped me tremendously.
My leg healed quickly,
And all was well again.
I was leaving work to go home.
It was unusually cold for October.
I slipped on a patch of ice,
And fell in the parking lot.
There was no one with me,
Except my puppy, Snapper.
"I think I've broken my leg,"
I said to my puppy.
He let out a couple of barks,
That said, "Come on, Kayla! Get up!"
I managed to get to my feet.
Snapper and I made it home.
I heard a knock on my door.
I looked through the peephole.
It was Paul. I let him in.
He noticed my limp, and he asked,
"Are you all right, my love?"
I said, "I hurt my leg. I'll be fine."
He insisted that I rest.
I said, "But Snapper needs to go out."
He said, "I'll take him out."
Afterwards, Paul got me everything I needed.
He helped me tremendously.
My leg healed quickly,
And all was well again.
