Mine To Pleasure | 18+

Life Story || 8

Imagine having your whole world taken from you. Imagine realizing you love someone you can't have because they're gone.  When he hit the ground all I could think was not him. But I was too late. Standing here looking at him lying there in the hospital bed barely breathing without the help of a machine. When the doctors asked if I was family I had to lie, I had to see him. I said I was his wife. 

He would have smirked at my willingness to accept him. I gave a small sad smile at the thought. I spent two weeks with him and I already know him like the back of my hand. The doctors told me he may never come out of his coma. That the possibility was 1 of 100. It's been about two weeks since he went into the come and it's been difficult. People come and go. 

But I stay, I stay and hold his hand cause that's what I know he would want. He would do the same thing except probably harras the doctors. I laugh a little. My thought about him and what little time I had spent with him hating him was all I could think about. 

"Xavier you asshole, don't leave me. I need you and I don't know home much longer I can stay here waiting and just watching you lay there unmoving." quietly sobbing I hear the door open. 

"Mrs. King, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave while we administrate his daily shots and turn him." A doctor spoke. He was speaking to me as if I was a lost puppy and was starved. 

In all honesty, I probably don't look the best. Sitting here for two weeks while the hope I had dissolved and disappeared, was torture. Wiping my eyes I stand up and kiss his hand and let go. walking to the door I turn back to look at him. then walk away. 

I walk out the hospital doors and call Jarrod to come to pick me up.  I need to shower and change then ill come back. I silently play that he wakes soon. Believing that he's a fighter and that he'll make it. He's the only one who could help me get through losing a loved one and sadly he's the one I'm losing. 

His smiles, the small touches he constantly does, like he has this need to always be touching me. It always seemed like too much, but right now. I would give anything for him to hold me and smile, to tell me everything alright. 

Coming back to the hospital I walked back into HIS room all the hurt and pain coming back like a title wave over my body. 

He was still breathtaking even hooked up with all the wires. I grabbed his hand and pilled a chair closer to his bed. 

"You have to wake Xavier. I just met you and I can't let you go. Please wake up for me." I dipped my head into his harms and let one single tear leave my eye. 

"Wake up for me please I need you." All of a sudden an alarm goes off and I shot my head back up to his monitor. A nurse rushed in and pressed another button. 

"Code blue" She called. 

No,no,no,no. Four words repeating over in my head. 

Please don't leave me. 

Please don't leave me.

Please don't leave me. 

Mrs. King, you need to leave right now!: I shook my head ready to stay with Exavier. He was here because of me, I have to stay, I need to stay. I needed to stay but my body couldn't watch him die on me. 

Please be ok please be alive. 

I sat in the chair away from his hospital room and waited for something. Anything. Doctors rushed in and out of his room, always giving me a small glance. I was sick of it. A doctor walked towards me and sat down. 

No

"I'm sorry, we did all we could-" I sprung back up and ran over to his room. 

"XAVIER!" I pounded and pounded on his door. 

Slowly sliding down the door, tears streaming down my face. 

Please don't leave me. Come back. 

I didn't get to tell him- and then my thoughts are interrupted. 

"Mrs. King he's-" 

"NO YOUR LYING, HE CANT BE, XAVIER!" 

I know I'm sorry it's so short, school and my finals are hard to study for. Only one person so far has asked for more chapters. God, even I'm on the edge of my seat. 

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