[ WP ] All your close friends and family have died over the past 3 months , except for 1 best friend you have n't talked for a long time . You go to him for solace and when he sees you he says `` I 've been waiting for you '' .

*What am I gon na say? * 
 
 Jeff staggered up the stairs, one at a time, weight resting on the support beam between steps. He continued upward, slowly, despite the voice telling him to go back. He needed to see the woman he loved, the woman he cheated on. 
 
 *What would she say? * 
 
 Would she slap him? Punch him? Laugh at him, drunken and fat? Call for her new boyfriend? 
 
 Before he realized it, Jeff stood in front of, or rather leaned on, the familiar door. Even through the door he could smell her. He raised a weak fist and tapped the door twice. 
 
 It opened. 
 
 *God, she's beautiful. Why am I here? * 
 
 Black hair, silky and long, a blue summer dress, no shoes. 
 
 Her eyes, so... *intense*, stared at him. Jeff looked down, waiting for her to speak. After she said nothing, he looked back up. 
 
 She was staring at his exposed wrists, face stoic at the sight of scars. Her eyes slowly moved from scarred wrist to dirty clothing. They finally moved back to his face, full of something. Pity? Contempt? *Love? * 
 
 `` I've been waiting for you.'' She barely spoke, but the words rang in his ears. 
 
 Jeff looked down for long moment. He opened his mouth to speak, but did n't say anything. *What am I gon na say? * He stepped forward, legs trembling. Falling to his knees, he grabbed out and took a handful of her dress, pulling it to keep his balance. He tried to stop himself, but he was sobbing. He buried his face in her dress. 
 
 He felt the warm touch of her hand on his back. 
 
 

