Waiting For You // sequel to N&F

Chapter 8

Say Something - A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera (listen to it I cried)
Today was the day that they were supposed to pull the plug on Stefan, and I seriously didn't know what to do. I started to worry, just because if he's been asleep for four years why the hell would he wake up now?

We all sat in Stefans room, waiting for something. Anything. To happen, for a possible miracle to happen.
They all decided they couldn't watch it anymore, they walked out, but I stayed in his room and so did Sam.
We refused to give up on him, Sam knows how much he means to me, even to him.

I slowly moved to Stefans side, and I held his hand. I held it tightly, and Sam sat beside me, just sitting there. In a way, I could communicate to him. I knew what he was trying to say, but today I couldn't hear anything.

It was almost nearing the time. Until the doctor came in, until we said our final silent goodbyes, until the doctor pulls the plug. Sam grabbed the ends of my fingers, slowly intertwining our fingers. I couldn't face him, I knew that how much time we've been spending together wasn't good.

I was falling for him, but I refused to accept that. But I let his hand lock into mine, and I let it stay there. It reminded me, of the scene from Divergent. Sam and I's favorite movie.
All Dauntless were robots, and they were on a train. When Tris inches her way up to Four, seeing if he had any life in him. Until she stands next to him, and he grabs her hand and holds it.

I don't know what Sam felt. I couldn't, because if I tried, I would loose it. I force myself not to look into his eyes. Because it will kill me, and I don't want to go through the unbearable pain. Knowing he probably wants nothing to do with me, and he's moved on. He said he still loves me, not that he's in love with me.

And I've moved on, Tarver cares about me and I think he's great for me.

Then before I knew it, the doctor came in, along with everyone else in tears. "Stefan Daniels has been fighting for a long, hard 4 years. Unfortunately, he hasn't succeeding in waking up and I'm afraid it's time. I'm so sorry. I'll give you guys 15 minutes."

The doctor walked out and I could feel my face go pale. Sam never pulled his hand away from mine, he just held it tighter. Everyone was crying and saying some things to Stefan, I stood back until it was my turn. Sam came with me, and we kneeled beside him like we were before.

We stayed there silent, it was just us three in the room. It was like we had telepathic powers, we didn't have to speak in order to communicate. The doctor came in. "It's time. If you want to step out, you can. Thank you for having hope in him. He's been trying."

I felt emotionless. I didn't want to cry and I sure as hell didn't want to show any emotion anyways. It would just show my weakness. I looked at Stefan one last time, I squeezed his hand as long as I could.

I stood up, looked at the doctor, and he nodded at me. A tear rolled down my face, but I knew it was time.
Sam walked me out the door, but before I stepped a foot out of the room, I hear a faint cough, and the rushing of the doctor. I spun around.

And sure enough, my brothers awake.
Just like he took a nap, for four years long.
I ran over to him, and held his hand. "Stef, are you doing okay?" He looked at us, and the smallest smirk started to tug at his lips.

I smiled and started crying, then my parents came rushing into the room, nobody else was aloud in. We stayed quiet, since it would probably too much for him for loudness. Everyone decided to give Stefan and me some alone time.

He took my hand, and looked at me.
"How was the New York experience?" I looked up at him surprised. "Stefan, what the fuck i didn't even know I was going there when you got hit, how the hell-"
He laughed and said, "Are you fucking stupid? I can hear everything you guys say, dumb broad El." I laughed, he seemed totally normal.

"Well, it was amazing. It is amazing. I made new best friends, but there's so much more you need to know." He nodded and hugged me for the first time in four years.

"Was I about to die?" I looked at his face, he looked scared. "Well they were about to pull the plug, but you woke up right before. The important thing is that you're here now, alive and still a smart ass. It's okay, don't worry."
He hugged me again, it felt so good to hear his voice again.

Sam walked in, and started to cry. So did Stefan. "I'll give you guys some time, I'm gonna use the bathroom." They both nodded and I was on my way out.

Sams POV
"Damn, how did you do that? Did you hear us leaving?" Stefan looked blankly at something past me. "I don't even know. I was trying to open my eyes, and then they finally did after trying for goddamn 4 years. I don't know."

Stefan looked over at me, and said, "I heard everything Sam. When El wasn't here to talk to me and you were, I remember all of the conversations." I looked down at my hands.
"El likes this Tarver guy. But Sam, you need to step up and do something. She loves you. But she's too afraid to admit it. I swear I can read her thoughts."

I smiled, he didn't seem too shocked. "From all the things you told me about still being in love with her, you can't let that stop you from getting her."
This was all so much.

"You guys were the most powerful couple I have ever seen. You were so in love. I loved seeing that."
I did too. I missed her. So much that it hurt to think about it.

"Get her, and protect her. Don't obsess her, just protect her from what you can. Go Sam. You're running out of time."
He was being totally serious. And it was easier said than done.

But that didn't stop me.

I was out he door, and running down the halls searching for her. I saw the back of her blue denim shirt and her wavy hair, I ran towards her.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, and she spun around to face me.
"Sam-"
"Hold that thought."

I leaned in. She didn't hesitate. There was nothing stopping me, and nothing could stop me.
But that's only what I thought.

She was so close. Right at my finger tips.
So. Damn. Close.
But just like every story, the Prince Charming comes to rescue his princess.

Tarver comes running down the hallway shouting Els name. We both jumped away from each other. She looked at me, in the eyes, for the very first time in so long.

She looked like she just saw a ghost, she was pale and weak, but when I smiled at her, she blushed.
Tarver came running to her and kissed her, and he held her.
And she deserves someone like that, who can hold her and kiss her and make her feel like she's worth everything in the world.

She's worth loving.
That left me walking down the dark, lonely hospital hallway. By myself, leaving myself to blame for not acting sooner.
I felt like someone died. Something was definitely missing.
Except I felt alone this time. Maybe I let her slip away. Maybe she was gone.

(Stefan woke up, Sam realized that he's still IN love with El, he tried but Tarver came to Omaha before he could do anything.
Fillers, Sam has been coming to omaha every week to talk to Stefan about his feelings for El. She just didn't know. And of course, when he talked to Stefan he wasn't awake.
For the next couple chapters, I have no idea what happens when you wake up from a four year long coma and I'm just gonna have Stefan walk right away. I am NOT a doctor so I have no idea what the hell I'm talking about. But I hope you liked this chapter, and trust me, this story is just getting good

I hope.)