Summer

I can hear you!

A/N so i am really considering rapping up this book as i am running out of ideas for it. I would really appreciate it if you guys could give me some.

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I could feel someone picking me up. What the hell was happening? I could hear someone saying ‘squish my hand if you could feel this’ I couldn’t feel anything but I tried to squish the persons hand anyway, but I just couldn’t. Why couldn’t I move? Why can I hear but not respond? I could hear Troy again. Maybe he knew what was going on. “Summer baby you need to wake up please, I need you. Please Summer wake up!” I could hear him crying. It felt like I was going over speed humps. ‘Wait am I in an ambulance?!?! OMG I’m in an ambulance.’ All of a sudden we stopped and the doors opened. I think they were wheeling me into the hospital. Yep defiantly the hospital, I knew the smell anywhere.

 All the doctors and nurses were talking about me. I didn’t understand any of it though. Then I heard it, the one thing I didn’t want to hear. “Mrs Lee, your daughter was in a bad car accident and is in a coma she still hasn’t woken up. The young male that was with her in the car has only suffered miner cuts to his upper chest area and has a broken leg.” All I could hear after that was something hit the ground. Mum actually, she fell to the ground and started crying. I tried so hard to move but nothing, I was unable to move. I heard dad talking to mum trying to get her to settle down. I heard wheels screeching against the floor then “Hello Mr and Mrs Lee, I am so very sorry. I don’t remember what happened but I am so very sorry.” “It’s okay kiddo things happen, I’m sure summer will wake up any time now. She is a strong beautiful girl and she can fight this.” Dad’s voice was very shaky.   

Why couldn’t I wake up, Just let me wake up?!? God dam it let me wake up! I was freaking out but still not moving.  When would I wake up? I just want to move again. I just want to be in Troy’s arms again. I just want to live. Do you know how annoying it is when you can hear everyone but you can’t respond! I could hear everyone’s cries. I could hear them all wishing for me to wake up. I couldn’t feel anything but the nurse would always say to me “I hope this doesn’t hurt”. They would take my blood pressure every day. And it always came back the same.

It had been almost a month and everyone would come and see me most days. On this strange day I felt like someone was watching me. No one was talking but then I heard it the voice I missed all too much. Isaac’s (note the sarcasm). Why was he here? We hadn’t talked since we broke up.  Why was he here, what did he want?  Who the hell told Mr. fk face I was in hospital.  He came and sat beside my bed and started talking to me. “Hi Summer, It’s me Isaac. I know you probably don’t want me here but I had to see you. I had to say I am so sorry for what I did. At the start it was only ever revenge to get Troy back, but then like everyone else I fell for you.”

He stopped talking for a moment and then continued with his bullshit. “I just want the best for you, and if you happy with Troy then I’m happy for you but please, please know that I never cheated on you with Brook. I don’t even know why she was there. I was just there waiting for you, my amazing, stunning, beautiful girlfriends.” “I am so sorry Summer I never meant to hurt you. I just want the best for you.” Isaac sat there for a moment then he got up and left. I actually thought Isaac meant what he was saying but I highly doubt that.

Troy would come and see me every day after school.I always knew it was him from the click clack of his crutched.  God I loved him. He would always tell me how his day was and how much he missed me.Not being able to physically see him was killing me inside but I could just picture his face and how it would be reacting right now. I missed him so much. I know he come and sees me basically every day but not seeing him, it just don’t feel like I get to love him. I was to interact with Troy again. I want to live again. I just wanted to yell at everyone ant tell them that I could hear everything they were saying.

I remember walking up being able to feel a needle in my arm. I was just so happy, that meant I was one step closer to waking up. I could hear and feel all I needed now was to see and move and I would be free. I had been in a coma for almost a month. The nurse would come and tell me every day how long I had been in a coma for so I knew it was right. I remember walking up form a ‘sleep’ and being able to hear my mum talking to the doctor. They were saying that there might not be a chance of me waking up. Then I felt the nurse hold my hand and tell me I needed to fight for this in order to wake up.

So that’s what I did I fought and fought every day in order to try and wake up. I started to open my eyes one day and the first thing I saw was Troy face. I almost started crying. It felt amazing being able to see his face. He was crying when he noticed my eyes where open. My mother came rushing in and she was crying too. What a bunch on softy’s.

I still couldn’t move, I could say the occasional word but no movements. When I realised I could talk the first think I said to the nurse was “thank you for telling me to fight this” She just simply smiles and hugged me then walked out of my room. The doctors told mum and dad I was able to talk so they came as soon as possible to see me. Luckily they bought Troy with them. So of course I told him how much I loved and missed him. I just wanted to hug the shit out of him and kiss him, but of course I couldn’t that was step two.  

I couldn’t stop thinking to myself ‘how many more months will it talk for me to be able to move and walk again’. When my nurse came in I asked her and her response was “As long as you fight this it will come in no time, the more you fight it the faster it will happen”.

Great more fighting.

It took all the energy I had left to fight this but I finally started to move my finger ever so slightly 4 months down the track. I know what a long time not being able to move. It was a living hell, but being around all my family and seeing mum and dad talking again just made me fight even harder.

So 6 whole month later I was allowed to go home, I had to see the doctor every week for a few months which was to be expected after just coming out of a coma. I could live with that though. But what was coming next was truly going to take everything I ever loved away from me.