The Coma (Part 31)

“Enphinious is Death? Are you sure? I thought that was just a myth. How could he be?” Lydia questioned, her eyebrows raised high as they walked into Sam’s house. Night had set over the small house and Lydia had to feel around to find the light switch.

“I’m pretty sure, yeah. If he wasn’t death don’t you think he would get caught? And he wouldn’t be able to live hundreds of years? And I could see him on any video camera?”

“I suppose you’re right. Well who is his friend then? And how can his friend stay alive that long with him?” She slumped down into the couch as they entered the living room, the tape of Joey and her was still paused on Joey’s crying face and she looked away quickly.

“I haven’t figured that out yet.” He said quietly, realizing how she must feel and turning off the VCR quickly. “Sorry.” He whispered and sat down on the couch next to her.

“What time is it, Sam?” Lydia asked, forgetting that Emily would be back at ten. Sam shook his head as if to clear his thoughts and looked at his watch.

“It’s about eight. We still have a couple hours left, would you like to watch a movie with me still?” His voice sounded scared. Lydia knew he hadn’t wanted this day to turn out so bad, he had tried so hard.

“I would like that.” She looked over at the floor where the popcorn still lay scattered. “I’m afraid we won’t have any popcorn with it though.” She laughed loudly and Sam laughed with her, though a little quieter.

“I’m sorry, but I wasn’t going to let you just run out of here.”

“You could have set it down on the table.” She laughed again and smiled at him. Their eyes met and they slowly moved closer to each other, closing their eyes, and kiss passionately. Their tongues meeting and the warmth growing inside of them, making them want more and soon they were breathless. Sam reached over and pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around the small of her back and kiss her deeper.

After a moment she pulled away slightly and looked down at him. His face was apologetic, but neither one of them was able to speak as they tried to catch their breath. Slowly she leaned in and kissed him again, lightly, before scooting off of his lap and onto the couch next to him.

“I’m sorry.” Sam said as he looked over at her. She was staring at the television screen that only moments before had held her husband’s face.

“Don’t be Sam. I didn’t mind.” Lydia smiled and Sam smiled back. He stood up and walked towards the movies while asking which she would like to see. When she didn’t decide he decided for her.

They sat watching the movie, cuddled on the couch together. Sam was sitting upright against the back and Lydia was lying down, her head on his chest, and his arm around her. She listened hard to his heartbeat. Every time she heard it her heart beat faster. When it had finally ended Sam looked at his watch.

“We got about fifteen minutes and then she’ll be getting here. Anything you’d like t-“ He was cut off as Lydia’s lips pressed against his and they were sent into a deep kiss.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Sam and Lydia both jumped and pulled away from each other, neither one realizing how long they had been held in the wonderful kiss. Sam moved away from her slightly and pulled her by the wrist to the door.

Emily was cradled in Marie’s arm, fast asleep. Marie carefully handed her over to Sam who took her with a big smile, until she woke up anyways. A long cry filled the room and Sam sighed, walking away for a moment to calm her down.

“Thank you.” He said quietly when he came back. Marie nodded.

“Anytime, you know that.” She smiled widely and turned to Lydia.

“Hello, nice to see you again.” Lydia said, stretching her arm out to shake hers.

“Don’t be so polite.” Marie laughed and Lydia smiled along politely. She turned around and wobbled back out to her car yelling behind her, “See you later!” Sam stood waving with Emily carefully placed on his hip. Emily was still screaming loudly as Marie’s Volkswagen disappeared down the dark road.

“I’m going to go take care of her and head off to bed. Is that alright with you?” Sam asked, starting his walk back to Emily’s room.

“Yeah, I’m going to head to bed.” She walked behind him until she reached the living room door and stopped to turn in, his hand catching her wrist as she did.

“Go to my bedroom. Please?” Sam said and Lydia raised an eyebrow at him. He started talking again quickly. “No, it’s not that. I think you’ll be more comfortable there and I feel very awful having you sleep on the couch.” Lydia sighed loudly, nodding, and backing away to Sam’s room.

“Goodnight!” Sam yelled after her. She nodded and yelled it back in a more annoyed tone.

A loud musical tone screamed through the room and Lydia awoke groggily realizing it was her cell. Feeling around the nightstand she found the phone and answered it with a dull, “Hello?”

“Hey Dee!” An excited voice yelled out through the phone. Ugh. Its Caitlyn, Lydia thought to herself, not wanting to explain what had happened the last few days and the weird feelings about not wanting to wait for Joey.

“Oh. Hey Caitlyn.” Lydia said, clearing her throat and propping herself up on her elbows against the pillows.

“I’ve missed you and been wanting to talk to you. I couldn’t catch you. I’ve called your house and the hospital a zillion times.” She paused and giggled, “I swear that hospital hates me.” Lydia forced a laugh and glanced over at the alarm clock on the nightstand. 8:45. Guess it’s not as early or late as I’d thought, She thought to herself and sighed quietly.

“Yeah, sorry.” She said into the phone, realizing she had kept Caitlyn waiting for a long time now.

“Where’ve you been?”

“Well… Will you promise not to think badly of me if I tell you?” Caitlyn laughed loudly at Lydia’s question.

“Of course I wouldn’t! I’m your best friend aren’t I?” She screamed into the phone making Lydia wince and rub her eyes again.

“I’m for some reason… Well, I don’t think Joey will wake up. I’m sort of giving up you know? And I don’t mean to, I tried to stay with him. It’s just – seeing him like that – and not being able to do anything… I just couldn’t take it.” Lydia waited for Caitlyn to respond, but there was a long awkward silence. “I met a guy Caitlyn.” Lydia finally said, knowing that one of them would have to break the silence.

“That’s good!” Caitlyn said with fake emphasis. “I’m happy for you.” She added on after another long silence.

“You do think badly of me, don’t you?” Lydia said, quieting her voice in shame. There was another silence before Caitlyn began to talk.

“Lydia, everyone understands what you’re going through. No one blames you for it. And no one’s going to blame you for finding someone else.” Lydia was the one being quiet now. “Lydia, talk to me. Please?”

“No one understands Caitlyn. No one could understand!” Lydia spat angrily into the phone. She quickly hung up and shoved the cell back onto the nightstand, no longer tired, only frustrated.