They Don't Know About Us {JackBuscus}

Chapter 2

Gah, sorry this is so late guys!

I know I said I was going to upload it the same day as Chapter 1, but I completely forgot to upload and I've been busy with exams and school stuff.

But it's finally here! n.n

I hope you like it. :3

~Juliet x

He looked so peaceful, just laying there. His eyes were closed, his hands were by his sides and his lips were slightly parted. He looks as if he was sleeping. Any second now, he would |open his eyes, sit up and smile at me. Any second now, he would tell me that it was just a practical joke and he was fine. Any second now, he would laugh at me for crying and he would hug me and kiss me.
Any second now...

He didn't.

Slowly, I opened the door. All heads turned to look at me; they all had tears in their eyes. His niece, Ciara, had tears streaming down her face. His mum and dad were clearly trying their best not to cry too much; probably trying to put on a brave face for everyone else.

His mum stood up and pulled me into a hug. "Thanks you for coming, Jack," she whispered, "it means a lot to all of us."

I just nodded. I tried to speak, but the words got stuck in my throat.

"I'll see you later, I guess." she said, giving me a small smile and walking out.

I sat down on the seat next to Toby's bed. I took his hand and kissed it softly. It was then that I realised how terrible I must have looked: my whole body was shaking uncontrollably and I couldn't stop crying.

"I love you Toby," I whispered, "I love you so much."

There was a loud, regular beeping noise. I looked up and noticed that Toby was attached to a machine that was measuring his heart rate. There was a regular zig-zag pattern on the screen. His heart rate was normal. Good.

Over the next week, I never left Toby's side, not even for one second. I had barely slept at all; I didn't want to sleep in case something happened to him. I didn't want to miss a thing.

That brings us to now. I'm still sitting on this uncomfortable chair next to Toby on the hospital bed. He's still in a coma. Nothing really bad has happened over the past week. His heart rate sometimes sped up quite dangerously, but that has only happened a few times and the doctors have sorted it out, so it's okay.

His family have visited several times. They keep telling me they feel sorry for me and they understand how I feel. They think Toby and I are just close friends (well, except for Ciara, she knows the truth). They don't know about us.

I try to fix his hair, but no matter what I do, it looks |exactly the same. That's what I love about Toby; his hair is always a mess, but he still looks perfect, no matter what.
I hold his hand and sigh. What if the doctors are right? What if he never wakes up? What if he dies? The last thing he would have said to me would have been "I'll see you later then, yeah?" to which I simply responded with "Yeah, later..."

Those words just keep swimming around in my head now. I really don't know what to do anymore. I can't lose him; not after everything we've been through together. I can't lose him. He means too much to me, to my life. He's the main point in my life. If I don't have him, then what do I have? Nothing..

I start to think about all the best times Toby and I had together... When we first met and Toby just came up to me and was like "Oh, hey, you're Jacksfilms, right? We should collab some time." Our first date, where Toby took me to a small private garden in the moonlight. I remember we looked up at the stars and spent hours tracing them with our hands. It was so romantic.

Our second date, at a theme park. I went on most of the rides, but there was one huge ride that I was too scared to go on. Toby persuaded me to go on the ride with him. He held my hand and promised that he would always protect me and he would never let anything bad happen to me. It was at that moment that I realised that with Toby with me, nothing was scary. With Toby with me, I could do anything. With Toby with me, I was safe.

The sound of voices snaps me out of my thoughts. I look around, confused; everyone seems to be panicking. I don't remember his family coming in, but they're there. The doctors rush everyone out of the room, but I'm not moving.

"Mr. Douglass, I think you should step outside." a doctor says to me. It's now that I realise what everyone's worried: one second, Toby heart rate was perfectly normal and now it's suddenly gone really fast. Like, really fast. It hasn't been this bad before.

I shake my head. "No, I can't. I don't want to leave him. I can't leave him. I promised him I wouldn't."

The doctor sighs, "Mr. Douglass, I understand that you and Mr. Turner are very close friends, but -"

I cut him off before he can finish his sentence. "No. You don't understand. Toby isn't just my friend. He's my boyfriend. And I love him so much. I promised I wouldn't leave him, no matter what, and I am going to stick to that promise and I -"

I am cut off by a loud, constant, high-pitched beep. I look for the source of the noise, confused. And then I find it.

Where there had previously been a regular zig-zag pattern, Toby's heart rate monitor now shows a single, pale green line travelling across the screen.

His heart has stopped beating.

Yep, I'm going to leave you on that lovely little cliff-hanger for a week or so while I get everything sorted out for Chapter 3, which I've almost finished writing.

Hopefully I'll upload Chapter 3 soon. I don't want to leave you guys waiting for too long, aha.