I Still Do

Chapter 15

(Little Talks By Of Monster And Men)

Wilbur's Pov

"You'll take care of her, I know that you will. I'm just nervous because she's my sister and I just got her back. I'm sorry for shouting at you." Max apologized to me with a sincere sad smile on his face.

"It's okay you don't need to apologize. Life is a struggle right now, the last thing I'm worried about is you yelling at me. I know that you don't mean it." I smiled back at him and he hugged me tightly.

My heart continued to break more and more. I honestly was scared that it was never going to get better. Daytona's brain activity was showing signs of getting better, but she hasn't remembered a single thing.

I'm losing hope, and after the other day, I don't know how much I can be around her.

Why the hell did I say that she could stay with me?

Maybe there's a part of me that is being selfish because I don't want anyone else to watch her or be by her side. Maybe I'm in too deep.

She kept saying things that reminded me of her old self. God, I missed her so much, I still miss her. She's right in front of me, yet it feels like she's so fucking far. The moment those words came from my mouth I felt frozen in place myself.

Now here I was, filling out all of this paperwork in order to take her home with me. I texted Skylar and asked her to pick up some things from stores. She said that she was going to, and that Phil was going to go with her.

She was confused but didn't ask questions. That's one thing that helped me. Skylar never asks questions.

I told her that a friend was staying at my house for a while, and she started getting everything together.

"It's going to be okay, Max. I've got her." I whispered as he cried into my chest.

"You've always had her, Will."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, refusing to cry. I needed to stay strong for him, and I haven't been. I've been a fucking wreck.

The week that I didn't show up, I stayed in bed crying. I cried so much that I didn't have any tears left. I was numb to emotion.

I kept pushing her away, and I didn't want to. I wanted to hold her close. I wanted to be there for her, and be the person she confided in when she was upset.

"I hate to break up this lovely embrace, but I need to talk to you." Dylan brought me out of my head holding a smile on his face.

"Me? What did I do!" Max threw his hands up in the air.

"Not you. Him." Dylan pointed at me and my heart rate picked up speed again.

The father of the girl that I love wants to talk to me. Alone. I've talked to him multiple times, but this time it felt different. Maybe I'm overthinking it, maybe I have every right to be nervous and scared. Max's face dropped into a smile and he placed his hand over his heart before taking a deep breath.

"You scared me there." Max rolled his eyes and I took a deep breath.

"Can I finish signing a couple things first?"

He nodded in response and I went back to checking and reading through all of the papers before I signed off on them. My hands shook as I signed off on the final paper. This was actually happening.

The doctor then took all of the papers to get them looked over and checked. I spun around and walked back into the room where everyone else was. We were all at the hospital staying with her again. Dylan was leaving for Greece tomorrow, so we all got together.