Til Forever Ends

Wheres My Love

"If she ran away, if she ran away, come back home"

Elizabeth pov

It's been four months, and Y/N is still in a coma. There has not been one change in her body that indicates that she would wake up. I haven't left her side not once these past months, and I never will. There were times when I'd fall asleep inside the hospital, refusing to leave her.

I've made it a routine to visit Y/N  everyday. I make sure to read her favorite poems aloud, and update her on anything going on with my life. But no matter how hard I tried to be strong for her, the pain was endless. I've been going to a support group every week for months now, and they advised me to get a dog. So, I got us one.

I lazily sat up from the bed, staring at the empty space beside me. A single tear fell from my eye as I was reminded of previous events. Sluggishly, I made my way over to the bathroom to start my morning.

I stood in front of the mirror, leaning over the sink as I tried to regain my composure. Last night was another difficult night, as I constantly suffer from nightmares. The first few months, I hardly slept at all, because when I did, I would wake up in the middle of the night crying my heart out from them. And needless to say, they have yet to stop.

As soon as I'd gotten out of the shower, I put on a basic outfit before walking downstairs. The house felt so empty, and quiet. There was no Y/N to greet me downstairs, playing our favorite song while she cooked. It was just dull.

I stared at the many notes I'd placed on the fridge for Y/N. I made it a habit to write down everything that comes to my mind, for her to read when she returns to me. So, I took a pen and began to fill one of the post it notes out.

Hello, my darling. Today marks March 5, which is a sunny, warm day. The house feels so empty without you there. I miss you. So much. When you read this, I want you to know that I love you so much.

-Your Liz

When I finished writing, I placed the note on my fridge, along with all the others. And soon after, I felt paws start to scratch my legs.

I grinned, crouching down to scratch his ear. "Hey, Spencer."

I slowly sat up, grabbing one of his pet bowls to feed him. I've had Spencer for about three months now, and he has helped me deal with my anxiety a tremendous amount. Y/N used to always talk about getting a pet, a dog specifically, so I named him after her favorite Criminal Minds character. Spencer Reed.

I glanced over at the nearby clock, which told me it was nine-thirty. I wasted no time to grab a quick breakfast before grabbing my things and heading out the door. I put my bag in the passenger seat before pressing the start button on my car. And slowly but surely, I started driving onto the highway for support group. Suddenly, a certain song begins to play, which caused my heart to sink. Everywhere By Fleetwood Mac. I immediately turned it off, feeling myself on the verge of crying.

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"Elizabeth, it's so good you could join us today." My counselor states.

I simply nodded, still on edge from the reminders of my girlfriend. "How are you feeling today?"

The sound of her voice made tears form in my eyes. Every single time I found myself in this same room, it was almost impossible to not break down right on the spot. It was like I had no control over my own emotions. I never could've imagined I'd be in this situation, and I felt like the universe was against Y/N and I's happiness. Frankly, I didn't even realize I was spacing out until I heard the sound of my counselors voice.