Nothing To A King // Nate Maloley

Chapter 34

I'm currently in the hospital cafeteria drinking cold coffee. I've been sitting here for about 3 hours staring at the wall thinking about the future.
If Nate will wake up, but if he'll wake up the same way or not. But either way I will still love him.

I stood up throwing the non touched ️Coffee before making my way towards the exit.
It was cold in hospitals. Why?
I was wearing sweats, uggs, crop top and a long cardigan yet I was still cold.

I walked in the elevator where there was another girl about my age standing there. She was so beautiful (a/n indana evans) she had flawless dirty blonde hair she was the prefect size. Then there was me pale and skinny. Looking at her made me self conscious about myself. She must've felt me staring at her cause she looked my way giving me a tight smile; and she had a perfect smile. I smiled back giving her my best smile to show her nothing was bugging me right now.

I walked out of the elevator at the 9th floor before heading towards Nates room.

I sat back down moving the chair closer to the be side as a doctor came in. I got a little nervous but anxiety started to kick in as I rushed to my feet almost losing my balance because of that action.

"Uh miss may I have a word with you? We couldn't get in touch with his parents at the moment but we have some good news. Nates heart rate is responding well to the prescriptions were giving him." He finished.

"Really?" I asked excitedly ︎because this was a sign of waking up. Maybe he'll wake up in a matter of the next week. I felt a little nervous from the new information that has just been provided to me.

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3 Weeks Later

Nate has now been in a coma for 3 months and a half and I've been getting slightly better.

Andrea and Jenn's idea of me getting better was taking me to an all you can eat buffet. But it didn't work I still ate though.

I've been visiting Nate nonstop since. He even missed his moms birthdays or at least o thought it was his mother. He's been out since that day exactly 3 months ago.

Every single day that he's unconscious I become more and more depressed unfortunately and I can't help it.

*Breakfast* Jenn texted me.

*sure* I sent before standing up pulling out a pair of leggings a tank top and an oversized flannel before slipping my hightop converse.
My clothes have become baggy on me. I'm able to see my ribs and shoulder bones without even trying. I'm trying though. I'm really trying.

I walked to the local cafe to see no familiar face so I decided I'd just find a seat and wait Til the party comes aka Jenn.

I heard the bell signaling that somewhat came in and I looked up to see Jenn dressed in clothes similar to mine.

"Hey."

"What's up?"

"Oh nothing much. You?"

She seamed hesitant before intertwining her fingers together.

"Is there a specific reason why you called to meet up." I asked dumbfounded by her being unusual.

"No. I just wanted to talk to you. My best friend." She said.

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