Pigeons,Carrots, and a boy named Louis

Chapter 17-When it couldn't get any worse.

~~~(Eleanor's P.O.V)~~~

"I wish my baby girl would wake up already." A familiar voice sighs as my hand is squeezed lightly. Even though I'm in some sort of coma, I know for a fact that's Louis' voice, you can't mistaken it. On the inside I feel defeated, a waste of space. For what seems like forever, I've been trying to speak but my mouth won't budge, I'm trying to open my eyes but it seems like they've been super glued shut, It's like as if my body is rebelling against my brain. Honestly, I can only imagine what I look like on the outside. Probably something along the lines of being mangled between a mountain lion and going through a wood chipper.

"I don't blame you, how do we tell her?" Another voice says, sighing just as deeply. The tension in the room is so high it's painful. I'm screaming inside of my head right now to let me be free, I want them to know that I can hear them, I want them to know that I'm here awake and aware of my surroundings. I know I've never been very religious but please Lord if you see me, if you hear me calling out to you right now, please help me. I really hope I haven't been in this coma daze for very long, I would feel guilty if they've been impatiently waiting for more than 3 days.

"I don't know, no parent should have to be given that sort of news. I know I'm not Tyler's legal guardian but it still hurts me so much, I can only imagine how Eleanor is going to take it." Louis voice trembles as a small wet drop of water lands on my cheek. A tear.

All of a sudden, my eyes flash open. After trying so hard, after my body rejecting me so many times, they finally opened. The brightness of the room nearly blinds me but that's okay. I'm happy to be nearly blinded, just so I know there's light. For what seemed like days, I was in a dark, cold, confusing world. Pitch black, couldn't see a thing. Just me,my thoughts, and tidbits of conversation around me. I honestly thought I might've been dead.

"She's awake!" Louis cries out loud as he kisses my cheek. I slowly turn my head towards him and crack a smile. "Hi." I manage to choke out, watching his blue eyes water with happiness.. or at least I think it's happiness.

"How are you feeling?" I turn my head and see Harry standing on the side of me, looking intently in my eyes. Well I haven't seen them flinching at my body yet, maybe I'm not as damaged as I thought I was. Or maybe they've seen me in this condition for so long that their used to it. I glance down at my arms since the rest of me is bundled in blankets. Bruises,cuts,and needles all over me.. lovely.

"I'm okay, a little shaken up." I lied as I look up at the two angels hovering over me. I'm nothing near okay, when I see Jimmy so help me God I am going to..

There's a loud click that cuts off my thoughts as the large wooden door opens. I watch the rest of the lads enter the room, all hurriedly making their way towards me at once. I feel so over whelmed of stress,confusion, and tiredness. I don't understand how I could be so tired if I've been resting for god knows how long, but that's the least of my worries at the moment.

"What happened to my baby boy? Where is he? Can I see him? Is he okay?" I frantically ask as I begin looking around the room for a baby incubator or something to resemble that Tyler's okay. Tears start to blur my vision as I glance at each of the boys faces, searching for hope or a sign that Tyler's okay. My eyes dart from Louis, to Harry then Niall, Zayn and finally Liam. All of them have their heads bowed to the floor, hands behind their backs. "No.." my voice shakes as the worst possible thing that could happen fills my imagination.

Liam takes hold of my left hand as Louis keeps his grip tight on my right hand. "No.. no..no" I start to repeat, trying to stop being told the horrible truth. Tyler can't be gone. The little boy that made me smile when times were rough, the little boy that turned me into responsible human, the little boy who changed me for the better, the little boy that brought joy and happiness in my life, the little boy that had an insane laugh that made you laugh no matter what, the little boy with freckles and baby soft skin, the little boy with precious blue eyes, the little boy that was my hero. He can't be gone, he just can't be.

"In the accident, his car seat when flying forward from the force of the pick up truck who rear ended us, he slammed his head into the back of your seat as you slammed your head onto the dash board." Louis chokes out. Hot tears start to stream down my face, I should've grabbed him when I saw that truck coming, I should've done something. "He wasn't externally damaged, but he had internal bleeding in his brain." Louis says while shaking his head. There's a silent pause and then the story continues with Louis stating, "The bleeding lasted 15 minutes and then it stopped."

I sigh with relief, now we just have to asses the medical conditions he's going to obtain. My baby boy is okay! He's going to be oka-

"Along with his caring little heart." Louis finishes, cutting off the last of my thoughts, crushing my relief, crushing my hope, crushing my world.

~~~Author's Note~~~

:( I know you guys didn't want that.. but I had to for the future of the book.

I honestly teared up a bit writing this chapter.

Please, please don't stop reading the book because Tyler is gone.

You have no idea what's going to happen next.. no clue..

And I'm sorry it took me soo long to post this I wanted to..

A) Make suspense

B) Because I'm in North Carolina right now with my dying grandmother and I want to spend as much time with her as possible.

C) Gain some comments on how you all hate that cliff hanger

K well I'll leave you all with this, next chapter will be up soon.

p.s- I started a Harry Styles fan fic called "The 5 Year Difference" and you guys should go check it out because its actually pretty good!

xx-jillmaria