I'm about to come alive

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Song: I’m about to come alive –Train

“Lina,” I stood over the lifeless figure, her body was covered in a blanket, and she was laying on  her back, the white hospital gown they’d put her in was wrinkled, and her lips were cracked, and dried. Her eyes had dark bags under them, and she still smelled faintly of that familiar smell. Alcohol, she always smelled of it. Her body was attached to a thousand tubes and wires keeping her alive just a little bit longer, maybe forever if she ever got better.

Her eyes were shut, and in my mind I saw that amazing smile, the one I loved so much.  In my head I saw those brown eyes looking up at me, and I couldn’t help but start crying. I sat on the edge of the bed next to her. Watching as the machine attached to her heart beeped in a steady pace.

“Lina, I love you, you know that,” I said in a low voice, as if not to wake her sleeping mother, who had assumed a sleeping position in the bed next to this one, that was separated by a curtin, in a ball, on the bed that currently belonged to no one yet. I assumed someone would be getting the bed soon as this hospital always seemd to small.

“And You told me you love me too,” I was crying, and laying down next to her. Curled up next to her soft body.

“I just need you to prove it baby, just please don’t leave me on this earth by myself  I don’t think I can do it without you.  I can’t wake up every morning, knowing that I’ll be the one that did this to you, I can’t get out of bed and go on with my life when you died, here I can’t let you go like this, I need you to wake up, for me baby, for your mom, and your dad even though you think he doesn’t care, and your sister, and your brother who left you, and your nana who loved you, and for Chelsea, and Megan, and Chase, and Jamie, and everyone Lina, everyone wants to see you wake up,” I grabed her hand and wiped a tear out of my eye, for a second I swear I felt her hand squeeze mine, for a slipt second I thought she was alive, and she was in there.

Then I heard the beeping. The steady beep, beep, turned into one long beep, and suddenly people were rushing into the room, to help the seizing girl. I jumped from the bed, and was told to stand outside the glass doors as they tried to stop it.

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