Car Crashes and Comas

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Austin's POV
4/3/15
7:30 pm
It's my birthday today! I'm so excited, my party started 30 minutes ago, but my girlfriend, Ally Dawson, still isn't here. I see Trish. "Hey, have you seen Ally? She should have been here by now," I say. "Nope," Trish says. I get bored, so I turn on the TV. It's on the news. "Breaking News! A car crash has put a 19 year old girl, Ally Dawson, in the hospital. We have heard that she is in a coma. Recovery is possible, but not likely." The news person says. Holy crap! I turn off the tv, grab my car keys, and drive to the hospital. I run to the first hospital worker I see. "I'm here for Ally Dawson," I say. "She's in room 202," she says. I run towards that room and open the door. I see her eyes closed and her chest rise and fall slowly. I sit next to her and rest my hand on her cheek. She looks so beautiful even when she's in the hospital and has many cuts and bruises on her face. Trish calls me. "Hey, where the heck are you?" she says. "Ally's in the hospital, she's in a coma because of a car crash," I say, "so I'm at the hospital, but they can only allow one visitor per room." I say. "Okay, I'll just keep the party going right now and see her later. See ya," she says and hangs up. Really, they allow three visitors, but I want to be alone with Ally for a while. I look at her again. I really hope she recovers, if she doesn't, then I lost the person the means the most to me. I play with her hair while looking at her face. Another phone call disturbs us. This time, it was my mom. "Trish told me where you were, but please just visit her tomorrow or another day. I know she means a lot to you, but you should be at your own birthday party." she says. I sigh and hang up the phone. I look down at Ally again, kiss her forehead, and leave the room. I drive back home and sit down on a couch. People are chatting, and eating and drinking. No, not beer, we're only 19, sodas, and waters. I start to get worried about her. What if she woke up and no one is there for her? What if she loses her memory? What if she doesn't wake up? I start pacing back and forth. "Austin, chill, she'll probably be fine," Trish says. "Yeah but what if she isn't? What if I lose her?" I say. She gives me a caring look. "I don't know how to answer that," she says and walks away.
--3 hours later--
All of my guests now left, and I go into my room. I flop on my bed and stare up at the ceiling, thinking. Then, I turn off the light and try to sleep. But it won't come. I'm too worried about her. I leave a note in the kitchen and drive to the hospital. It's 12 am, but it's a hospital, it's still open, right? I walk into room 202 and lay down next to her. Her chest is still rising and falling. Then, I fall asleep.

The next morning, I kiss her on the forehead and drive back home. I'm still really worried about her.

But I have hope that she will be okay.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 24, 2015 ⏰

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