𝔽𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟

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Deannas' pov

We walked into sick bay and I saw Y/n laying there, all bruised up.

I gasped as I looked at all her wounds.

I gripped Wills' arm and I shuddered, tears falling down my face.

"She's in a coma, I can't pull her out of it, it's too early."

"We will have to wait for her to come out of it herself."

I cried into Will's arm.

"All of her bruises are from all of her bones breaking when she hit the bottom of the hole, but all of her bones aren't broken."

"What?"

"Yes you heard me correctly, there is evidence that all of her bones broke, but they have been healed."

I looked at my daughter and I gasped as I realized that I couldn't feel what my daughter was feeling.

"Will, I can't feel her, I can't feel her emotions."

"Her brain has very little activity, that's why we need to wait until she wakes up on her own."

I sighed as I looked at her.

I ran my hand along her cheek.

"How long will it take for her to wake up, Beverly?" I asked her, choking on the lump in my throat.

"I'm not sure, but I think it might take more than 3 months."

3 months.

3 months.

3 months.

I sobbed.

I felt Will's hand on my back and I turned around and hugged him, sobbing into his chest.

She's been through so much, in so little time.

Who would do such a malevolent thing?

I continued crying as I left his chest, picking up my daughter's hand.

I held her hand close to my heart as tears fell down my cheeks.

I sniffled as I looked at her.

I sighed as Will grabbed my hand.

"Mom, I need help with my proje-." Wesley said and stopped, I looked at his face and there was a shocked look on his face.

"Wesley." Beverly said.

I felt his emotions were shocked, sad, and... a little heartbroken.

Wesley walked up to her bed and just stared at her.

I felt Will's emotions beside me, and he was a little angry, I think for what Wesley said earlier.

Wesley looked at her arms, to her legs.

"Wesley, you should leave now." Beverly said.

He didn't say a word when he left.

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