So close yet so far

Ch.23

Alexander's pov:
My head hurts like shit right now, why am I in the private hospital? "Excuse me sir?" My personal doctor says walking into the room. " How is she?" I say no even worried about my current state. "She's back into another coma and needs a blood transfusion" he pauses "we don't know if she can make it out of this one"he says

Tears start to stream down my face "sir" he says hesitantly "yes" I reply "we ran a couple test on you, have you been feeling, weird lately are you making choices you normally wouldn't?" He ask and I look up at him in shock.

"Yes why?" I ask curious as to how he knows this "well we ran a couple tests and you...well you've been getting drugged from since you got to New York" he says. It's makes sense now. All those things I was putting y/n through all this and I didn't know why.

"your sister also found this in Samantha's sweater"he pulls out a blue powder in a clear ziplock bag. "It's a substance that clouds your judgment and causes you to do the opposite of what you really want to do, the only thing that can really snap you out of it are strong emotions...like the lost of someone you love"

"So she drugged me and that's why I did all those horrible things" I say. When I get my hands on her I'm going to torture her to death, literally.

"Did you find someone for the blood transfusion" I ask him "yessir it's in process as we speak" he says giving me an assuring look. "Is she gonna die, is she gonna leave" I say feeling tears well up in my eyes "we don't know for sure sir" the doctor says.

"Can I see her" I question getting impatient. "Sure" he say as he walk towards the door and I slide off the bed and follow.

After finally getting to the room, I slowly open the door and the nurses in the room file out after slightly bowing. I walk over to her bed and just stare.

Her brown skin that usually glows is pale, her lips aren't as full, her cheeks aren't full, and those eyes, those beautiful brown orbs, I can't see them. The eyes I love to stare into, they're not open, and they might never. Because of me.

I'm afraid to touch her it's like cotton candy hanging on the thinnest string over a wide lake, the slightest movement and she can be gone forever. I'm afraid she'll melt, vanish, perish. "How long do I have to wait for you love" I ask her I'm pretty sure she can't hear me but I need to get things off my chest.

"Baby I never meant to hurt you, I was being drugged, Samantha drugged me I'm guessing when we first got back here, I went home to get you some clothes and I ran into her and with you being in a coma I just guessed that a drink wouldn't really matter" I say.

"She drugged me then but I didn't know, then before I brought you your shoes she was being so "supportive" and gave me a bottle of water then when you came out she kissed me and I couldn't push her away the drug it clouds your judgment and makes you do the opposite of what you really want"

"So when that whole kiss happened it wasn't me and the whole kidnapping thing was her idea and I don't know why I went through with it, I just I couldn't stop myself I wasn't strong enough and my love for you just wouldn't let me watch you leave" I say now crying again.

I kneel at the side of her bed and hold he hand "baby please please forgive me, I'll be stronger I won't let myself be drugged and manipulated, I won't hurt you anymore baby please" I sob.

"I just want to hold you, I jus want to hold you and see that beautiful smile, please baby come back to me, I need you" I say crying so hard my head starts to hurt.

Then her finger moved, it moved, can she hear me?

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