𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 [𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃]

𝚉𝚎𝚛𝚘:

[excuse any mistakes]

CHASTAIN PARK MEMORIAL HOSPITAL
Savannah, Georgia
-8:19 am-

| Xander |

At this point, I've been here so long that I can't even remember how long I've been here.

Ironic right?

It's crazy that I haven't left his side since that tragic day. I've just gotten accustomed to seeing him like this; seeing him at peace.

I bite back tears thinking about how we both ended up here.

It should've been me in that hospital bed; I'll do anything to trade places with him.

I grabbed his hand and interlocked our fingers. I lightly played with his nails and lightly kissed between his middle and ring fingers.

I bowed my head and began praying.

This is our ritual now. Every morning I wake up, take a shower in the bathroom, and come pray with him.

I looked at all the machines and cords hooked up to his brain and chest. Hopefully, the doctors are able to at least take his trach out soon.

I sighed hearing the door open. Knowing it was the nurse coming to notify me they were about to switch shifts.

I kissed his hand once more before making my way to the cafeteria.

They do shift change two times a day. Early in the morning and again around eight or nine pm.

I'm not allowed on the floor while they're doing this.

I don't mind though because I prefer the morning shift over the crew at night anyways. They're more gentle and caring to him.

I walked down the long white hallway until I finally reached the cafeteria. Most of the hospital is like that, plain; white.

There are very few places that aren't, but I rarely leave the ICU so I haven't had much chance to explore them.

It's usually pretty cold in here so I'm glad I actually remembered to wear my hoodie today. I slowed my steps as I looked over the menu.

It was written in pretty colors on a dry-erase board. I guess I'll have my usual grits, eggs, and toast.

As I stood in line everything began to wash all over me. I was running out of money, but I couldn't leave.
Not now.

I was also running out of clean clothes. I sighed collected my breakfast and sat down.

I could call his sister I know she has my back. His bestie on the other hand... I don't know. She doesn't seem to like me very much, lol.

Ever since that day, she blames me for the accident. She even told me the day she came to visit.

She hopes I'm never happy again and when Everett recovers she won't allow him to see me anymore.

Strange how she doesn't want me to see him anymore, but she rarely comes up here to see him.

His own fucking bestie barely comes to see him.

Meanwhile, I've been here every day by his side. I played around with my breakfast looking down.

I know it will get better. There's something in my heart that knows it.

His parents are coming down today maybe his sister will be down too.

They're not originally from here. Actually, they live two hours north of here.