iHeart

iHeart

#Shortstory2021

James was not a good-looking man, Hell he was not even a smart man, but if there is one thing, he did have it would be the fact, that he was a nice person. Not a self-imposed nice guy. It was the fact that he was unknowingly nice. Buying food for a Homeless man for the sake, of wanting to feed another human being on an especially rainy day. He did not record it, he didn’t take a picture, mostly for the fact he had not gotten himself a decent phone and was forced due to the low income of his work, sadly could not afford one., He looked at his watch and tapped his foot impatiently on the ground as he waited and waited wondering if he had been made a fool out of. It would not be the first time that this has happened. With the way social media has used him before he thought this was just another time where he would be spit out by an unflinching love life, with a desire to watch him suffer alone. but then alas she was there, A young woman late thirty's, with hair the same color hair as the deepest fires of hell. A less than conventional way to describe the woman whom you would be spending the evening with. “James?” She asked inquisitively eyeing him up and down like she was shopping for a new phone. “Melissa?” He turned and asked with a very straight forward face.

The next James remembered was waking up in a hotel Barth tub, filled with ice and with a massive scar over where his heart would be. He Grabbed the Barth handle for dear life and threw up on the small red carpet completely missing the tiled floor. He looked down to see what he thought was, vomit had turned out to be a big clump of black oil. Somehow even more worrying. He squirmed and shook as he tried with tireless effort to get up, every step weighing him down, with his vision impaired that shifted between a white void and his normal field of vision for only a second. He was naked and his clothes thrown on the bed as if this were planned. It was. He had met Melissa through a dating app. If that was even her real name. It had said It was in his area. An hour later after passing outside face down outside door, A cleaner had found him and Called a Ambulance. He was X- Rayed immediately. The doctor was clearly at shook on something that as he walked in “I don’t know what to say to you Mr. Mystland. But I am sorry to say, you have an artificial heart. He looks at his doctor and with utter shock and confusion. “I'm sorry, but whoever this girl was. She had cut it open, with no expertise in any medicine. You are lucky to be alive. Lucky we were able to rewrite some of your nerves. But sadly, you will never be able to have a heart transplant. Your stuck with it.”

The doctor goes on and on about treatments, Pills and Therapy, but for James. Everything had suddenly gone numb. The room started ringing and it got quieter and quieter. Two hours later he was still there unmoved. It is funny James's use to everything, But ever since that day. He was not able to feel anything, like a lifeless husk that still wanders the streets, amongst the crowd. They say when James died his artificial heart had gone with him.

End.