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  • Happiness Doesn’t Grow On Trees

    October 4, 2009 — With 836 words — Read — Share
    The big city filled the last space it had left with flats, crammed so tightly together you could smell and hear your neighbors two flats away.
    He was lost and walking next to the flats, the sides were plastered with advertisement posters.
    He couldn’t seem to find the right flat and had been walking around for a hour or more.
    Checking his note again he gets pissed off and hits a movie poster next to him.
    His fist hits one of the male actors and goes through the poster.
    It turned out the poster was not pasted onto a wall but over a small window.
    The glass broke and made cuts on his fist and arm, he pulls back his arm and the glass falls inside the room.
    His eyes are looking into the eyes of a beautiful young girl that’s only a few inches away from him.
    She looked rather sad and he saw her wrists resting in the sink and it was bleeding.
    And as if two universes had collided and created a big bang, blood flows from his fist and her wrist.
    Without thinking about it he climbed into the room, the glass cut him a few more times but he ignored it.
    The room turned out to be her bathroom and the window was covered so nobody could look inside.
    She was completely nude, he tried not to stare at her beautiful body, instead he grabbed her wrists to help stop the bleeding.
    He looked around the room and saw her bath robe on the floor, picked it up and handed it to her.
    But she did not seem to respond much to anything he was doing.
    Her eyes were locked with his but he did not notice that because he was too busy trying to save her.
    When she finally had her robe on it was already drenched in blood and her skin had turned as white as snow.
    Adrenaline pumped through his veins and he picked her up and took her out of the bathroom.
    He took her into the living room, which looked like it had everything a house could have in it, put into one room.
    They made their way through a maze of junk and boxes, passing by what seem to be shrines and alters with figurines of fairytale creatures around them.
    He starts to feel like he is her knight in shining armor here to save her life.
    As the princess loses her consciousness, he calls the emergency number and explains she is bleeding badly and tells them that their at those flats that are cramped together.
    He takes her out into the hallway, it was like he had just taken her from a different universe.
    The elevator is out of order so he has to carry her up two sets of stairs to get to the ground floor.
    He realized he had never fought for anything in his life before.
    With each set of stairs he clears, he looks at the princess hoping she wont go into an eternal sleep.
    When he gets outside the ambulance arrives and two paramedics put her on a stretcher.
    They were rolling her into the ambulance, she was lying on the stretcher and he it made him think she might go into an eternal sleep and never wake up again.
    And as an attempt not to lose her, he kisses her on the mouth and her eyes open for a brief moment.
    She looks at him and says “When true love’s kiss, the spell shall break.”
    Then she loses consciousness again and the paramedic asks him if he wants to ride to the hospital with them.

    At the hospital they stitch the cuts in his arm and wrist, and they took the princess into a separate room.
    After they were done he sat on a bench near her room.
    He took the note from his pocket.

    ‘Poison Ivy
    Flat 3b. App. 53.
    Bring cash!’


    It makes him realize that people tend to do weird things to get rid of the feeling of loneliness and sadness.
    He wasn’t even sure if he would have gone up to meet the woman, he would have regretted it for sure and knowing that he throws the note in a nearby bin and waits for someone to tell him how she’s doing.
    A nurse comes up to him and explains she’s stable, and will make it thanks to him.
    He steps into the room shes in and see her lying on a hospital bed.
    Asleep and with blushed red cheeks and a small smile in the corner of her mouth.
    He sits next to her bed and waits for her to wake up, when she eventually does he gets up and leans over her bed.
    “My knight in shiny armor.” She said with a dry throat.
    He grabs the glass of water next to her bed and helps her drink some of it.
    “Want to ride into the horizon with me?” He couldn’t help but laugh at how lame that sounded.
    She laughed too and replied “Well, you will have to meet my fairy godmother first.”
    They laughed and he fed her some pudding, this was the beginning of their strange but wonderful relationship filled with adventure and fairy tales.
    The End.
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