#sarcasticvers

Marcus pulled into his driveway and dulled the lights on his car. He stepped out the driver’s side and slammed the door with a frustrated growl. His wife had just informed him that her parents were going to be around on Christmas. Marcus didn’t exactly get along with his in-laws. He was angry with his wife for keeping this from him until the last minute. Instead of coming home to talk with her husband, she was off with some girlfriends at a Christmas party. It was late when he finally arrived home and he felt guilty for keeping his babysitter there so long. The other was wonderful with Marcus’ 2 year old son, Benjamin. They worked out to be a perfect fit in the Kane household. It didn’t hurt that the other was nice to look at too. Not a thought a married man should have, but it was there regardless. He quietly walked inside and tossed his suit jacket on the couch. Marcus headed into the kitchen and stopped when his babysitter came into view. “I’m sorry it’s so late. Gina is out..again, and they needed me late at the office.” The older male took a few steps towards the other, loosening his tie.. “How was Benji today?”

It was all a whirlwind kind of situation. It had started off with a collision. His head was still preoccupied with the orders Marino had given him, and honestly he was running on so little sleep he probably shouldn’t have been driving.

The girl didn’t come out of nowhere. The girl was right there. And there he was too. It was almost like he had blacked out for the actual impact. He couldn’t recall it. The aftermath though. The crumpled heap that was moments ago a functioning human. That sight would haunt him more than any other dead body he had come across and caused in his work. No, this girl was absolutely innocent. And he had that to deal with that guilt for the past three days, visiting every day, making sure she was doing alright. He wasn’t a particularly religious man but he prayed for her every day, hoping she would come to soon. The doctors said there was no way of telling when...or even if she’d wake up.

Thankfully on the fourth day when he visited, the doctor informed him of signs of movement, and so he went into the hospital room and there she was, her eyes looked bleary but she was most definitely awake.

“Oh thank god...” Michael breathed out in relief but not before the nurse addressed him for the girl.

“Honey, your boyfriend’s come to see you.” Shit...

Approaching her bed, he didn’t want to correct the woman until she had left the room. Turning to the recovering girl, he raised his hand awkwardly. “Hey...I’m glad you’re okay.”