You Will Remember Me

"You will remember me" a voice whispered in my ear. I did my best impression of a snort, or what sounded to me like a snort, then smiled a little bit, even though it hurt too much.
"Of. Course. I. Remember. You. Doofus" I replied, breathlessly. He laughed then moved a strand of hair away from my face, his fingers were soft against my skin. My eyes were closed, I didn't want to look at him... He sounded like he had been crying and I didn't want to see that, it would break my heart.
"you've not long been awake from a coma, yet you still find ways to call me names" he laughed.
"That. Is. What. I. Do." I huffed, now it was starting to hurt.
He laughed again. "yes and you have no idea how much I have missed you. I came down as soon as your mum called." he said.
"liar" I huffed.
I had been in a coma for a year and I had been told that he had been here every day, right by my side, and he was here when I woke up, although I don't remember it, but he's lying about that. He called my mum and she came over straight away, not the other way round.
"They. Told. Me" I sighed, opening my eyes now. It took my eyes a while to adjust but when they did, it was him I was looking at. His scruffy dark brown hair and beautiful, yet unusual, russet brown eyes but he had a scruffy beard, which was new and made me smile. Well it might not have been that new but I hadn't seen him in a year so it was new to me.
He smiled when he realised I was looking at his stubbly beard. "what?" he asked. I stayed quiet, just a smile on my lips.
"I'm so glad you are back, Maria" he said, smiling.
"Jack" I smiled.
We didn't have much else to say to each other but he told me he loved me and that was good enough for me. Well it must be love seeing as he waited a year for me and we had been together 5 years before that. I couldn't help but be grateful.
"Thank. You" I whispered as I shut my eyes. I was tired again now and wanted to sleep.
"Only for you" Jack replied as I started to drift off to sleep.