Everything will be okay

     As I’m falling through the doorway into the apartment I’m not sure if I’m alive or dead.  I’m not sure if this is how being dead feels, just a lot of hurting & an incredible desire to get home.
     I can see Katherine’s mouth moving & feel the sound of her talking, but I can’t hear the words as she comes to help me up.  That I’m not trying to bite her makes me think I must still be alive.
     I don’t know how long it’s been when I wake up; it could be a couple hours or maybe a whole day.  My mouth tastes like blood & I can feel with my tongue that I’m missing at least three teeth.  I open my eyes & call for Katherine & she comes to me & kneels down on the floor next to the couch I’m lying on & she’s got a glass of water for me with a straw.  “Is it bad?” I ask her.
 She smiles & a couple of tears run out of her eyes.  “Well, your left leg & left arm are broken, your nose is broken, you probably have some broken ribs & your right index finger is missing.”
     “Fuck.... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to swear.”
     “It’s okay.”
     “I’m sorry.  I’m sorry I love you.  I shouldn’t have come back like this.”
     “No, it’s okay, you’ll be alright, I’ll take care of you.  I’ll get a doctor & in a couple of months you’ll be back to normal.  Drink your water.”
     I drink some water & I’m thinking about that movie from the 1930’s where a girl becomes a prostitute to pay her husband’s medical bills after a car accident.  I can’t let that happen.  I try to get off the couch, but I just fall on the floor.
     “Do I need to tie you up?”
     I want to ask her to hold me in her arms & shoot me in the head.  “No.  It’s just....  What are we going to do about food?  Look at me.  I don’t want you to go out there.”
 She helps me back up on the couch.  “Well, I don’t see any choice in that.  I know you want to protect me, but it was always inevitable that I’d eventually leave the house.”
     “Did I ever get you a gun?”
     “No.”
     “Then...”
     “Everything will be okay.” I want to believe her & I do because when I reach to touch her face with my bandaged bloody right hand she doesn’t pull away, but leans in to kiss me.

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