Human // c.d

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"Will." I said a few times more than I should, in hopes that he would open his eyes, or even move his hand.

My choice of words with his name for now on will just be 'Will'. Not uncle nor dad, just Will. He hasn't earned the name 'dad', and calling him my uncle would be pointless considering he's not my uncle.

"Jessi, you've been sitting here for three straight hours. You should go to the lunchroom and eat something." A familiar Nurse, Amy, gently smiled, looking over to Will's unconscious body.

It's too bad Cameron was too stubborn to understand that I need to be here, which led to him not coming with me like I wish he would've. Once I received the phone call, the first thing I thought of was loosing someone again, and if I'm going to lose Will, I want to be here when it happens. I know that sounds completely crazy, but if I would have brushed this off, I never would have forgiven myself. But I'm hoping that he'll wake up, along with Julian as well. I've visited her a few times too.

They don't deserve any of this, because they're such good people with good hearts, and even though I hated Will there for a bit, deep down inside I know that he's a good person. I can't hate him forever and expect to get over the fact that he never had any part of my life until now. There's more than likely a reason, right? Maybe it was because my mom pushed him away like she did me, and now that she's gone, he was trying to get close to me. It all makes sense. My mom was probably why he'd never been apart of my life, and once she passed away, it gave him a chance to know me, and when I found out the news of him being my father, I didn't handle it the proper way leading it to me hating him. It took me a car crash to realize it.

I almost thought about calling Cameron, but realized what he had said right before I left.

"If you leave, don't come back."

Did he mean it? Or was he just saying it to scare me from going? How dare he even say that to me knowing it would hurt my feelings? I though he was better than that.

I chose to do as the nurse said, and made my way down to the cafeteria where it smelt like school lunch food. I kept my hands as close as I could to myself, preventing me from getting sick from germs. Wow, I sound like a clean freak.

"Oh, I'm sorry." An older lady sad right after accidentally bumping into me, and I smiled at her as if saying it's okay.

"You're fine." I calmed her nerves, seeing her so down to herself for knocking into me. "Really, it's fine."

Why was she so nervous about running into me? It's no big deal, really.

I smiled at her once more before following behind a few other people to where the food was being served, and I picked a white styrofoam plate which was sectioned off to where you could put multiple different foods onto.

I layered different foods ontop of each other, feeling fatter by the second. I was hoping that no one would notice how stuffed my plate was, because judgement is not something I need at the moment. I mean, I haven't eaten in a while.

Once I finished stacking food onto my plate, I made my way back to Will's hospital room, and sat down in the chair furthest away from where he laid. Food is going to have to be my distraction from everything, considering I left my charger at Cameron's mom's house, so now my phone will soon die, and I'll be left staring at my father while waiting for him to wake up. It's scary knowing that he might not wake up.

Speaking of my phone, Diane's name came across my phone screen, and I almost cringed at the fact that I completely forgot about Ellie, and that I haven't even called her to make sure she's okay.